"Want a Cookie?"


A little background: Neiman-Marcus, if you don�t know already is a very

Expensive store;  i.e., they sell your typical $8.00 T-shirt for $50.00.        

 

Let's let them have it.  THIS IS A TRUE STORY!

 

My daughter and I had just finished a salad at a Neiman-Marcus Cafe in Dallas, and we decided to have a small dessert. Because both of us are such cookie lovers, we decided to try the "Neiman-Marcus cookie."

 

It was so excellent that I asked if they would give me the recipe, and the waitress said with a small frown, "I'm afraid not, but you can buy the recipe."

 

Well, I asked how much, and she responded, "Only two fifty-it's a great deal!" I agreed to that, and told her to just add it to my tab.

 

Thirty days later, I received my VISA statement, and the Neiman-Marcus charge was $285.00! I looked again, and I remembered I had only spent $9.95 for two salads and about $20.00 for a scarf. As I glanced at the bottom of the statement, it said, "Cookie Recipe - $250.00". That was outrageous!

 

I called Neiman's Accounting Department and told them the waitress said it was "two fifty", which clearly does not mean "two hundred and fifty dollars" by any reasonable interpretation of the phrase. Neiman-Marcus refused to budge. They would not refund my money because, according to them, What the waitress told you is not our problem. You have already seen the recipe. We absolutely will not refund your money at this point." I explained to the Accounting Department lady the criminal statutes which govern fraud in the state of Texas.

 

I threatened to report them to the Better Business Bureau and the Texas Attorney General's office for engaging in fraud. I was basically told, "Do what you want. Don't bother thinking of how you can get even, and don't bother trying to get any of your money back." I just said, "Okay, you folks got my $250, and now I'm going to have $250 worth of fun." I told her that I was going to see to it that every cookie lover in the United States with an e-mail account has a $250 cookie recipe from Neiman-Marcus   ... for free.

 

She replied, "I wish you wouldn't do this." I said, "Well, perhaps you should have thought of that before you ripped me off!"and slammed down the phone. So here it is! Please, please, please pass it on to everyone you can possibly think of. I paid $250 for this, and I don't want Neiman-Marcus to EVER make another penny off of this recipe!

 

 NEIMAN-MARCUS COOKIES (Recipe may be halved)

 

2 cups butter

24 oz. chocolate chips

4 cups flour

2 cups brown sugar

2 tsp. soda

1 tsp. salt

2 cups sugar

1 8 oz. Hershey Bar (grated)

5 cups blended oatmeal

4 eggs

2 tsp. baking powder

2 tsp. vanilla

3 cups chopped nuts (your choice)

 

Measure oatmeal, and blend in a blender to a fine powder. Cream the butter and both sugars. Add eggs and vanilla, mix together with flour, oatmeal, salt, baking powder, and soda. Add chocolate chips, Hershey Bar, and nuts. Roll into balls, and place two inches apart on a cookie sheet. Bake for 1 0 minutes at 375 degrees. Makes 1 1 2 cookies.

 

PLEASE READ THE RECIPE AND SEND IT TO EVERY PERSON YOU KNOW WHO HAS AN E-MAIL ADDRESS! THIS IS REALLY TERRIFIC!! Even if the people on your e-mail list don't eat sweets send it to them and ask them to pass it on. Let's make sure we get this lady's $250.00 worth. Enjoy the cookies, they are good ....


Subject: Every Woman's Dream


A teacher asked her class, "What do you want out of life?"

A little girl in the back row raised her hand and said,
"All I want out of
life is four little animals."

The teacher asked, "Really and what four little animals would
that be sugar?"

The little girl said, "A mink on my back, a jaguar in the garage,
a tiger in the bed and of course, I'll need a jackass to pay for
all of it."

The teacher fainted

A fitting quote from FM

“No man is great enough or wise enough
for any of us to surrender our destiny to.
The only way in which anyone can lead us is
to restore our belief in our own guidance


-- Henry Miller
(1891-1980)
Source: The Wisdom of the Heart, 1941

After 5 hours of "distraction," we have challenged one another to sleep...
Yes, it can be said, there she goes again, falling for whoever crosses her path... but please, please let some higher power
be so kind as to keep this one around...*Sigh.
Alas. to want is to be disappointed. and i would much rather he continually surprise me.

Some humor from across the oceans,

Why I Fired My Secretary
Two weeks ago was my 45th birthday and I wasn't feeling too good that
morning. I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say,
"Happy Birthday!", and probably would have a present for me. As it turned
out, she didn't even say good morning, let alone any happy birthday. I
thought, well, that's wives for you, the children will remember..
The children came in to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for
the office, I was feeling pretty low and despondent..
As I walked into my office, my secretary Janet said, "Good morning, Boss.
Happy Birthday". And I felt a little better that someone had remembered. I
worked until noon, then Janet knocked on my door and said, "You know, it's
such a beautiful day outside, and it's your birthday, let's go to lunch,
just you and me." I said, "By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard
all day. "Let's go!" We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go;
instead we went out to a private little place. We had two martinis and
enjoyed lunch tremendously.
On the way back to the office, she said, "You know, it's such a beautiful
day. We don't need to go back to the office, do we?" I said, "No, I guess
not." She said, "Let's go to my apartment."
After arriving at her apartment she said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I think
I'll go into the bedroom and slip into something more comfortable."
She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes, she came out carrying a
huge birthday cake ----- followed by my wife, children, and dozens of our
friends, all singing Happy Birthday.
And I just sat there ---- on the couch ---- naked

With everything going on...

LOL, well it looks like it'll all be calming down for a while.
and honestly I'm relieved. The pressure is off, and from now until later, I can breathe....
BUT....
can I talk more about this guy?
well, maybe just a bit....

Instead of waking up cranky, I woke up thinking. of him....and I keep forcing myself to smile, despite the distance, despite the realities....but here I am...smiling.

I asked him yesterday, if it was all real?
Did we really meet?
Is he really calling me?
Am I really supposed to wait....?
Everyone knows deployment last longer than it should....?

(Great, another reason to hate Bush....he's ruining my personal life, lol )

*Yawn. Don't know how or if I'll explain it to HIM.
I avoided "that" conversation all together.

But you know something that doesn't make me feel bad?

I told HIM, I would have more free time, and that we should hang out....you know what HE said?
HE said,
"We'll see"

I don't want a "we'll see"....I don't know if it's any better than a "I miss you," but at least the latter implies he cares.

So there it is, a five mile away "we'll see" versus a "I miss you from Mezul"---great.
Yes J, Prophet, Marine, I know what you're all thinking...
"Where do you find these guys!?!?!?!"

*SMILES* This one is from Alaska....lol.

I guess I finally found a boy that's into me...
When a guys into you, he'll call when he says he will.
Lol. Well, he said he would call on Monday. :) He called today before he got on his plane. Just to tell me he missed me, he
said.... I was on a national board meeting on the other line, but I let them hold two minutes, while I listened to him tell me
about the blueberry pancakes he had this morning.
I told him I had to go and he promised to call again tomorrow.
He understood. He told me how much he missed me, and I returned the sentiment.
And now I'm sleepy, and wanting to dream sweet dreams.

I was supposed to do laundry...
I was supposed to do my final.
I was supposed to clean my room.
I was supposed to complete all lambda projects.
I wasn't going to leave the house
I wasn't supposed to meet anyone
I wasn't supposed to stay up the entire night discussing Plato, Hume, and Rand.
Ms. V says it's all over my face...
A philosopher, a well educated socially conscious liberal free thinker.
He's 6ft. Brown eyes.
He calls me a rarity; intelligent and beautiful.
He embodied everything I wanted...
Only...given the irony of life... he's deploying in 4 hours.
Naturally, he's spending his last moments with his father, whom I so graciously declined to meet this morning for breakfast.
I keep trying to ground myself and concentrate on the reality..
He says to tell the boys, I have a "Boyfriend in Iraq" now... but perhaps it was only figurative,...wishful thinking.
Ms. V is right. I'll never forget him. Each time there's a name on CNN, I'll be looking,...praying.
He says he'll come back for me, and I naively beleive him.
He says he'll call tomorrow as soon as he's returned to his station.
If he does... my world may be forever changed.
It already is, and as he asked me to I will just smile.

Boo. so much for living it up with the ladies.
Met potentials parents. life is good,

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