Last night, I sent Kenny to the grocery store for supplies, and I asked him to buy me a giant cookie so I could lug it to work the next day. Sometimes, lunch is a giant cookie.

Imagine my disappointment when he came home without it. The store had none, so he gave me a bag of Snickers minis instead. I was grateful and all, but I really wanted that giant cookie. A chocolate chip one, to be exact. Well, you know what they say. If you want something done right, be prepared to stay up all night to get it done. No wonder I’m cranky.

For the record, I don’t understand night owls. How do people stay up hour after hour when it’s cold and dark outside, being productive? The very idea is totally foreign to me. Those hours are for sleeping, not for making coffee and powering through your e-mail inbox.

But then, when people talk to me about how I spend my mornings, I start to feel like a weirdo. Anyone else out there like to get up at the crack of dawn, work out, and then get to work by six to get stuff done? Anyone? Crickets?

It’s a damn lucky thing we’re all wired differently. Except when it comes to lusting after George Clooney. He’s not my particular bag, but a disproportionate number of people seem to have a thing for him. And I do acknowledge that he’s quite handsome.

What else can people agree on? Dessert? Nope. I was talking to the father of my son’s friend the other day, and he told me that he never much cared for dessert. It doesn’t do anything for him. This man is very thin, too, so I totally believed him. Again, no way I can understand  that point of view. If food doesn’t make this dude happy, what does? He must be much cooler and more spiritual than most of us, eating just when he gets hungry and only the most nutritious, fuel-rich food.

I’m not jealous, actually. When I think about it, a life of not craving dessert doesn’t sound very nice. And neither does staying up late. Or marrying George Clooney. But all that might sound really good to you, so let’s be glad we’re different and embrace it!

Let’s also share this delightful mega chocolate chip cookie the size of my head. Can we agree to do that?

Really, mega cookies are so where it’s at. Not everyone wants to bake a huge batch of cookies. What if you’re not feeding a huge family? What if you don’t want 36 cookies hanging around to tempt you? Then just make one. It’s appallingly easy.

I use egg substitute in my recipe to make it easier to measure a fraction of an egg, but you can sub in the equal amount of beaten egg. It’s totally your call. It won’t make much of a difference either way. In the end, there will be a cookie! One that you can dig into with just a flick of your wrist. See?

A fantastic cookie, no less. One that you can take to work on rainy days and eat for lunch. Or with lunch. Depends how hungry you get. We’re all wired differently, right?

Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s all of eight in the evening and I really need to get ready for bed. Today has been so exhausting.