Monday, December 19, 2005

It's time to be obsessed with baking

I am not getting squat done at work today. I keep thinking about Christmas cookies.

Yesterday I made a double batch of gingerbread dough. That takes 14 cups of flour, in case you were wondering! I divided it in eight parts, rolled them up in waxed paper, and tied a gingerbread-man cookie cutter onto each package with red ribbon. That's what my Young Women are getting for Christmas. Very Martha Stewart, ja? I saved some for my family. We'll make our little men for Family Home Evening tonight and talk about the miracle of Christ coming to earth as a human being. (Nice object lesson, too! So far today I am brilliant, although not at anything I am really supposed to be doing!)

I also want to make pumpkin fudge, turtle thumbprints and saltine toffee. And maybe sugar cookies, although two kinds of cutout cookies is a lot of work.

The question is ... when? And what in heaven's name will I do with them all? I am still Body-for-Lifing. This weekend I fit in some cute lowrider boot-cut red ticking-striped flannel pajama pants that my skinny sister in law gave me for Christmas two years ago. I have never been able to wear them until now.

So why are the cookies calling, calling, calling my name???

Gingerbread is low in fat. I could eat it with some cottage cheese, I guess, for a balanced meal. Yum ... not.

Free day is Sunday ... free day is Sunday ... free day is Sunday ...

1 comment:

SalGal said...

Bless you, my child, for putting in the saltine toffee recipe! I've been wanting to know how to make it but nobody does and I didn't know what its name was.
Hope you're feeling better!