40 lashes with...

a limp noodle?  No, I'm off grains.  How about a huge yellow squash?  May I just admit --Going against the grain still has me bamboozled!  Take Wednesday for example.  I did a strawberry no-no.  Background info:  It was my turn to hostess the ladies meeting on Wednesday!  As usual I started thinking about what I could make on Tuesday night right before bed in my jammies with a cookbook in hand.  Yahtzee!  I found a weight watcher friendly dessert.  Each mini phyllo tart was one point (either on the old plan or new plan...in case you were interested!).  Next thought:  ingredients in my cupboard and frig?  Check and double check except for one main one.  Easy enough; I'd run to the store and pick it up first thing in the morning and I'd continue to squash any thoughts about how this new dessert might taste.  Wednesday morning, not so bright and early as hoped, I ran to the store to purchase enough ingredients to whipped up a batch.  No point in buying lots of it if it doesn't pass the child or dog test.  I decided it was tasty and lady-worthy when Son didn't choke, gag, and fake death.  So I hopped back in the car to purchase the ingredients in bulk.  Remember my Dad's saying: if one's good; two's better!  This time to the store I felt in control.  I knew my recipe was good and I was maybe walking a little cocky...not like my earlier panicked dash to the store.  BIG MISTAKE.  I strutted over to the cheese case where the cream cheese is located.  I bet your store displays it with the dairy.  Am I right?  And what do my wandering eyes focus on?

Heaven in a tub.  "Heavenly Classic" to be exact!

Have you ever seen or tasted the Philadelphia brand cheesecake filling?  Ooo la la.  Ready to spoon out and eat.  The wheels in my head were spinning.  Gee, I thought, that would be easier than hauling out the mixer again and the attachments and cleaning the bowl and attachment.  Just fill a teaspoon of cheesecake filling in a mini phyllo cup.  But it needs a topping!  Notice the pie filling and topping.  Man alive, my brain was working overtime on this dessert.  Why didn't I just keep with my original plan??????  This going against my grain is a full-time job!  I need a secretary or a sergeant of arms.  Someone to keep me in line.   At the meeting, the ladies ooh'ed and ahh-ed over my dessert.

They did look nice, especially the apricot filling ones.  They're all gone--- no photos-- you'll just have to take my word: they were heavenly.  Hit me with that squash, please!!!  The ladies thought I'd spent a lot of time making them. Actually making up a batch of cookie dough and spooning it out on a baking sheet would have taken more time-- and that's not even counting the bake time.  When all was said and done I had about (who's counting?) yikes, seven left-over.  By the time of the picture...well you can count! Needless to say, I will not be making any more of these little buggers unless ALL of them are consumed.  My wonderful weight watcher tarts were 1 point each.  These little treats are 2 points each (at least).  I'm not going to tell you how many points I consumed just on tarts.  Let's just say I made a meal of them.  Remember my mantra?  How quickly can you get back on track?  My train derailed last night.  Sooooo, here's my kick in the butt.  Mistakes will be made; after all we are human.  Even a good plan needs a detour every now and then; otherwise it makes for a dull strawberry and I do not want to be thin and dull.  Of course the thin part is looking pretty iffy!