Cookies for Kelly

I am really fond of Kelly. She works in my local day spa (such a grand sounding name I think that looks very odd when I write it down) and has been trying to make my troll like feet look pretty for the last year. In that way that people confide in their hairdressers, I confide in Kelly. She listens to all my gripes and grumbles about everything, we talk about our lives and I like to think that we are friends.

Yesterday she was really not herself. So this afternoon I have been baking cookies to take her tomorrow to cheer her up. It is the first time that I have baked in the electric oven (looks like the Aga but most certainly is not) and I am happy that they have not burned but I fear that they may not be as good as the ones that I bake in the 'Aga Khan" (as I like to call it). It is satisfying to bake 3 dozen cookies and then very virtuously give them away. I hope that they bring her a little ray of sunshine into her week.