So I’m convinced people think I’m a creep.
One, because I’m a voyeur and sometimes I admit to having a staring problem.
I don’t know why, it’s just when I see attractive looking people, I stare at them from afar for awhile and hope they don’t notice me mentally making up their names, occupations, and lives for them.
They’re like real-life Barbie dolls, just invented in my head.
(Do I sound like a weirdo murderer dude on Criminal Minds yet?)
Second, because a few days ago, Jessie and I went and visited a college town nearby for lunch and a walk through their arboretum. After, we stopped at a dog park on the way home because, at the sight of a bunch of dogs bounding in a field of green, clearly smitten over a wiffle ball, tongues wagging happily, I squealed with delight and Jessie was a good boyfriend and pulled over.
Mind you, we were sans canine. Just us two humans, no animal in tow.
Also mind you, my dog hates dogs. Hates ’em. Only tolerates our older lab, Oreo, because she’ll stand there and growl while he herds her senselessly. I’m beginning to think they have a wonderful relationship, actually.
But any other dog? No way. I don’t even know why, either. A few years ago, I took him to dog parks and he had a ball chasing other pups and playing in the mud. We even did a doggy walk in the park 5K race together, surrounded by other dogs and he didn’t even flinch. But now he’s so touchy around them, snarling and whipping and thrashing at them every chance he gets and I’m like WTF man.
Anywho, Jessie and I decided it was a nice, sunny day and here were a bunch of dogs running around. Sunny day+ free entertainment+ CUTE dogs = fun little pit-stop/date, right?
Instant judging happened the second we stepped out of our vehicle sans dog. People turned and stared. Weird ladies glared. One lady even stared at us from across the field, clearly alarmed, and walked her dog at the complete other end of the park in fear.
It was like we were creeper, windowless-van-driving, mustached-men hanging out around a playground. People. Were. Freaked.
So much that when their dogs bounded over to us (we were sitting near the water, so I’m assuming it wasn’t their instant connection to me via canine telecommunication), the owners would quickly follow, barking more than their dogs were to “stay close” and “come over here.”
Despite a nice seat in the shade and a cute view of happy pups, Jessie and I left pretty quickly after that for being quietly but deeply judged by these dog-park-visiting folk.
Now I know what it’s like to be judged as if I’m a dognapper. It’s not fun, people. It could ruin reputations. Jessie and I were fresh out of ideas and frankly, kind of sick of all the bike-riding college kids in town and happened upon this cute little diggy doggy park. And here we were, being silently persecuted for arriving dogless.
I was outraged. I was upset. And I was in need of comfort food to reinvigorate my self image and self esteem STAT.
I ain’t no dognapper. I’m just a dog-loving fool who happens to want to live vicariously through dogs and dog-owners at the dog park. Got a problem? Stuff it.
Maybe if I brought the owners these Brownie-Filled Chocolate Chip Cookie Cups they’d like us better… but more than likely, I think we’d then become those creepy people at playgrounds offering kids lollypops or something so I decided against the idea and ate all the cookie cups myself.
Brownie-Filled Chocolate Chip Cookie Cups
1 pan snack-size fudge brownies, baked and cooled in an 8×8 inch pan
1 pkg refrigerated chocolate chip cookie dough, at room temperature
Chocolate frosting (canned or homemade)
1. Preheat oven according to cookie dough package directions. Liberally spray a mini muffin tin with cooking spray and set aside.
2. Cut about 1/4 of the pan of brownies into small, approx. 1/2″ squares, then cut those squares into squares–you need about 24 mini squares. Since you’ll only need about 24 mini brownie squares, save the rest for later or freeze for another use.
3. Take Tablespoon-sized portions of cookie dough and gently press into the bottom of each greased muffin cup, placing a brownie bite in the center of each cup.
4. Bake for approx. 10 minutes, checking often, until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean and cookie tops are lightly golden. Allow to cool in the pan about 15 minutes or so before running the edge of a knife around the perimeter of the muffin cup to loosen and remove the cookie cups. Allow the cookie cups to cool completely.
5. Frost cookie cups with chocolate icing. I used canned because A) I was lazy and B) I had some on hand, but feel free to use your favorite chocolate buttercream icing, if desired. These are best served within a day of making them when stored airtight.
So uh, anyone have a stuffed dog I can bring to the park with me next time?? I’ll trade you cookie cups…and er, maybe a lesson in not-being-creepy. Thanks.
Have a great Wednesday!