Tuesday, December 19, 2006

A Hand In The Cookie Jar

Touch not; taste not; handle not; Colossians 2:21

Today was the day to sort and repackage cookies - there were over 5500 cookies in all. We were up to our eyeballs in baggies, twist ties and chocolate chips. When I retrieved the cookies from the chapel freezers, the ziplock bags from California were full up with cookies............all except one. The Chaplain is in the field right now, so he could not be interrogated concerning the limp little bag of peanut butter cookies. The fact that his favorite cookie in the whole wide world just happens to be peanut butter is probably just a coincidence................

Big thank yous to AL, CA, GA and NC for the cookies and other goodies you sent - You know who you are! Because of you, I was able to traipse in there with more cookies than all the ladies from Yongsan put together. Woo-hoo! Actually, by the time I walked from the chapel to the USO with all the cookies, I was beginning to look like the missing link. My knuckles were dragging the ground like a Cro-Magnon Army Homo spouseian.

Here are the girls packaging some homemade goodies:

And here I am - packaging the packages:
These cookies will be delivered to the soldiers of 2nd Infantry on the 23rd, and I hope to be a part of that Cookie Caravan. Although there were no Generals in our midst today - work day *ahem* - it seems one or two will be making an appearance and delivering cookies. Maybe there will still be room for this missing link to join in.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Looks like when we were packing Slocumb up for his great adventure on the Appalachian Trail (well, almost in the mountains, mostly in the city looking for a warm bed and shower.)