And I said to myself, "Self,

this is what ten dozen cookies look like at a quarter to five in the morning."

Two dozen more in the oven and another four dozen to go.  Sold 'em all in less than two hours.  Bring it on, Girl Scouts.

For the curious, clockwise from upper left:  cinnamon raisin oatmeal, molasses spice, orange macaroon.  The fourth kind was espresso pixie.  Without reference, I believe about a pound and a half of butter went into the making of these beauties.

I love to bake cookies and have about twenty different kinds in my immediate repetoire.  I'm going to make a concerted effort to add a rotating selection to the weekly fare this summer.