Christmas Cookies for Everyone!

Here’s an interesting fact for ya; when you don’t do ANY Christmas preparations until the weekend before Christmas, you end up really busy, and don’t have any extra time for blogging. I missed my Baby C Week 18 post, and have absolutely no idea what any of my favorite bloggers have been upto … I feel so out of touch …

But, alas, I have found a moment to update you on the fascinating goings on that are my life. ;) Tonight I plan to write that Baby C Week 18 update — (even though its almost week 19!) — because tonight I should have a beautiful new sonogram picture to show you of our littlest one. Yayy!

Every year I bake lots of Chirstmas cookies. Cookies are the one thing that I feel confident enough to cook and actually share with people that are not my immediate family for fear of poisoning strangers. I’m not really that bad of a cook — maybe I’m even OK. The truth is just that I’m not confident. But I am confident that my cookies are delicious.I normallybake enough to bring for Christmas and Christmas Eve, some for the Hubs to bring to his office, and some to give as little gifts to our local neighbors or businesses that we frequent regularly, like our dry cleaner, our gas guy, and my nail girl. But last year I started making enough cookies to send to some of our relatives that live far away and we don’t get to see for the holidays. Just to give you an idea, my husband is one of 11 kids, so I have to make a LOT of cookies. This year we’ve added even more people to the list (well, the Hubs has. He likes to sit on the couch and watch me bake and say things like, “don’t you realize how much joy your cookies bring to the people that you send them to”? It’s really charming. If he threw in a foot rub at the end of the day it wouldn’t be so bad, but he’s usually sleeping before I get the last ones off the cooling rack).

So this year with even more cookies to make than usual I decided that it would be smarter for me to break the baking up into shifts. This Saturday I did cookies for our out of town recipients, and so I baked from 11:30am until 12:00am. Yup. More than 12 hours.That night I woke up a couple of times to use the bathroom (Thanks, Baby C), and I found myself limping there. (Thanks again Baby C for making me have the hips of a 75 year old for 10 months). To think I have to pull another day like this before the week is over is exhausting me just thinking about it. Do baking days count as gym days if your pregnant, have stretched out hips, and a toddler that you have to wrestle the colored icing from and then bathe said toddler quickly with the measuring cups in 9 minute shifts while cookies are in the oven because she’s turned herself completely red with icing?

Enough complaing, because, well – ’tis the season, right? Seriously though, I DO love baking, and I DO love making people happy by filling their bellies with delicious cookies.

Ho, Ho, Ho! Off to the Post Office I go!


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