For some reason I feel in the mood to make some Christmas cookies... OK any cookie! Peanut Butter, Molasses Spice, Peanut Butter Cup, White Chocolate Macadamia... I'm making myself hungry.
I'm better at drop cookies, or ones that all you have to do is make a ball and smash it! Cut out cookies are OK and I do have a great recipe for them, but I never have time to decorate them. I always have grand and glorious ideas and plans, but alas I never seem to have the time. I've given up trying to be Martha... Martha is perfect... her cookies are decorated perfectly. Lets face it people... what's the point of doing everything so PERFECTLY? I'm no where near perfect, but I do get closer everyday. *BG* Anyway sure it looks nice, but it's almost too nice. There needs to be a balance of looking wonderful and being comfortable. I'm sure she is comfortable in her perfection... but what a way to live and keep up with.
In short I'm glad that I'm me. I even LIKE me, most days. Isn't it amazing though how for one person... something as small and insignificant as cookies can lead to how one feels and what things are linked to inside ones self?
Well I'm off for another day in bovine land...
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