I have indulged myself tonight into what can easily be called the height of laziness. Here's a little background:

In the beginning, there were chocolate chip cookies. Women everywhere had to milk the cows, gather eggs from the chickens, pick chocolate chips from the chocolate chip tree, then combine these ingredients and bake the cookies over a fire that their dear husbands had spent hours chopping wood to provide.

Then, there were markets. Women everywhere could now go buy the ingredients (thereby no longer having to care for chocolate chip trees, which I hear are a real pain in the ass to maintain), whip together the chocolately goodness wafers and bake them in the newfangled ovens whilst their children were at school.

Next, pre-made chocolate chip cookie dough made its' debut on the scene, and people (Nope, men had NOTHING to do with the actual chocolate chip cookie making process until this very point) everywhere picked up tube-shaped ready-to-go-dough. All they had to do was slice it into cookie-shaped, uh, cookies, bake them in the oven and presto! Chocolate chip cookies. Grandmas everywhere were incensed! How could they have raised their progeny to be so ... lazy? Ludicrous.

Now comes the part that makes me ashamed to face my grandma again ... We have bought ready-made-cookie-dough-already-cut-into-cookies!!!!! Yep, all I had to do was transfer these little chocolatey gems from their little tray in the package to my cookie sheet, bake them in my digitally-time-and-temperature-controlled oven, and viola! Yummy cookies!

Please, please no one tell my grandma. Although Pillsbury will NEVER top her made-from-scratch chocolate chip cookies.

pre-sliced/pre-rounded cookies

what is left of the cooked cookies