Showing posts with label cookies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cookies. Show all posts

Saturday, December 23, 2017

I Cheated

I'm not one to buy Christmas gifts just to buy something.  I think.  I ponder.  search...  for just the right gift.  

It was tough this year thinking of something for #2 Son.  What to get.. what to get...

He is a writer.  And so I thought this cup appropriate.


One of the favorites for my kids in the gift receiving department is when I fill big bags with freshly backed cookies and fudge for each one.

I keep meaning to break this tradition each year because of the back breaking agony of seven to ten hours in the kitchen mixing, measuring, spilling, bending, clean-up and finally sampling.  But each year I sense that it would take a huge chunk of their joy away if they left our home without their usual bag of baked goods on Christmas day.  And so....

My knight in shining armor aka grocery guy aka husband brought home a big bag of these....


No mixing for the chocolate chip!  It saved a lot of time and work.  And they turned out great.  Yes,  I cheated!  

But shhhhhhhhh   don't tell the kiddo's.  They will never know the difference.

Gracie's job was to stay wide-eyed and alert, close to the kitchen to clean up the floor as things progressed.  In her words, "It's a ruff job, but some dog's gotta do it."

She is spent!


Tuesday, December 20, 2011

I'm Fine With This...

Today I got a few things accomplished.  


Wrapped some presents.


Baked some cookies.


And tried to convince Gracie that she should leave her Daddy's side and sit with me in my chair...  She's been a little standoffish ever since the new baby arrived and has been showing up at our house often.  

Dear Diary,

Mom thinks I'm mad at her because she spends too much time with the newest up-and-coming cookie carrier.  Hey, I don't care that she ignores me and coddles the little thing and talks baby talk to it and kisses it and feeds it and sings to it and puts it in her lap instead of me where I belong  and talks about it all the time.  I'm glad to have some space.  She was really starting to smother me with her constant need to have me there with her all the time. I'm fine with this. Gracie.
  

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Stay Away From The Malls!


Warning!!!!

If you want to see the true meaning (spirit) of Christmas: 
Stay away from the malls!  


I was going to tell you of a few horror stories that I beheld today.  But I just don't have the heart. 
Let's instead focus on good.  Remember, I'm trying not to sweat the small stuff.

Marissa and her mommy came to help bake cookies and in between batches we watched the train whiz around the track carrying Santa, some children, a snowman, and a deer.


We watched ice skaters on the colorful fiber-optic pond, gently gliding back and forth.


We baked and we baked and we baked.


And the results were good.