Fudgsicle. Sugar cookies. Fudgsicle. Sugar Cookies.
I’m clutching the steering wheel of my car, mentally preparing for a quick trip to the grocery store, with my Inner Coach egging me on.
Fudgsicle. Sugar Cookies.
(“Say it like you mean it!”)
Fudgsicle!!! Sugar Cookies!!!
(“Are you a woman or a mouse? I can’t HEAR you!”)
FUDGSICLE!!!!! SUGAR COOKIES!!!! Continue reading