Doing doing doing

Last night was a night of doing. As in DOING EVERYTHING. Cleaned up the living room, kitchen, my room, made dinner, and for some insane reason I just kept cooking things when I was done with dinner. When I get on a roll, I get on a roll. I finally made chex mix, chocolate cookies, jell-o (I've been craving it, so what?), tuna casserole, and then set out about 10 more recipes of things I still want to make. What can I say, Christmas=cooking. And as usual I woke up this morning, went into the kitchen to get a drink, and almost everything was gone. 6 packages of Jello almost completely GONE! How? How I ask, do my brothers have such bottomless pits for stomachs and have no concern for how much anyone else gets? I'm going to start locking up what I make so that everyone gets to try it. Jeez. brothers............