The Power of the Cookie!

It's been a while. I haven't blogged for at least a month, but there's a reason for it - I was busy trying submitting a project and editing another. Plus I was tired. Really tired. And when you body cries out for rest, you must listen. And hence, my blog today about the power of the cookie.

This weekend, we escaped rainy Vancouver whose ski slopes are slight patches of slush, to go inland to Sun Peaks Ski Resort where they have actual real snow, and nice snow! But wait a minute, let's back up a bit.

Sun Peaks is about three hours from Vancouver. You take Highway 1 East until you hit Hope, and then you take the (scary music) Coquihalla Highway!!!!! Doesn't the name fill with you with fear and loathing? It does me.

For starters, the Coquihalla Highway is the fastest highway in all of Canada. The speed limit is 120 km/h. Rarely do I hit 120 k as I squeeze the steering wheel, my body pushed forward trying squinting in the fog, or the pelting rain, the white lines of the road almost non-existant. (Where are those road painters?) I drive more like 90-100 K as my knees rattle.

Anyway, it's straight uphill, then straight downhill. And if you think you'll save gas driving a Prius, har, har, har, I say. I left Vancouver with 3/4 of a tank of gas and barely made it to Merritt on my last 10th of gas. I spent most of the last 40 K coasting down the hill, my boys praying hard in the back, me memorizing road marks for when I would call BCAA so they could locate us. But alas, we did make it. 

So about the cookie? I had one home made chocolate chip at about 3:30, just before we left. My light lunch was gone and I was starting to get hungry. Well, that lone cookie kept me going until 7:30 when we finally stopped in Meritt for supper. One cookie! Anyone who knows me, knows that when my blood sugar gets low, so do I - real low. Yet that one cookie got me through the rainy Coquihalla Highway and all the way to Merritt without even being hungry.

Well, now I thought the next day, if the power of a cookie can transform me to Wonder Woman, then perhaps I should have one while snowboarding. Of course, one led to two, and the next day I had three. Then this morning, I stepped on the bathroom scale and let out a huge shriek! You might have heard me. It was really loud. Anyway, then I remembered that powerful cookie has the ability to transform, like a parasite in your body, to fat - ugly, ugly fat.

So, am I going to eat anymore of those delicious life-saving cookies? Not until I hit the Coquihalla again, possibly in two weeks. Wish me luck.