And once we reached the point where my family hid when I approached, I decided to get a grip and go for a little walk to talk some sense into myself.
Custies.
Peanut butter crinkles.
Mince pies. Meringues. (They are still cooling in the oven.)
Oh ye of little faith! We will not starve. Mind you, the tins seem to be getting lighter as I speak, because the goodies are being sampled. And actually, why on earth would I want to keep them all for Christmas Day? Now is a good time. As long as the ones destined to be gifts remain untouched, that is.
My Mood of this morning is gone, thank heavens. It was one of those days. You know? When nothing goes right. Nothing was where I thought it was, and there were People In The House. Well, of course there were. And who did I think I was baking for? The walk worked. We are all grateful for the walk, believe me. And seeing the pleasure the baking has given is a salutary reminder of the dangers of getting so caught up in the doing (the Martha part) that we forget the reason . Celebrating a special Birthday. (The Mary part.)
I thought I had that part sorted, but I am human, after all. Not one of my better days. But it is nearly over, and it is really good to look at that stack of tins and know I have baked!
And there will be the cakes to make in the next couple of days too. And dipping the custies in chocolate. And then I will be done. It is all under control. Next time I will start warbling before I enter the kitchen. That may help.
Oh ye of little faith! We will not starve. Mind you, the tins seem to be getting lighter as I speak, because the goodies are being sampled. And actually, why on earth would I want to keep them all for Christmas Day? Now is a good time. As long as the ones destined to be gifts remain untouched, that is.
My Mood of this morning is gone, thank heavens. It was one of those days. You know? When nothing goes right. Nothing was where I thought it was, and there were People In The House. Well, of course there were. And who did I think I was baking for? The walk worked. We are all grateful for the walk, believe me. And seeing the pleasure the baking has given is a salutary reminder of the dangers of getting so caught up in the doing (the Martha part) that we forget the reason . Celebrating a special Birthday. (The Mary part.)
I thought I had that part sorted, but I am human, after all. Not one of my better days. But it is nearly over, and it is really good to look at that stack of tins and know I have baked!
And there will be the cakes to make in the next couple of days too. And dipping the custies in chocolate. And then I will be done. It is all under control. Next time I will start warbling before I enter the kitchen. That may help.
8 comments:
I see that like me you go for the "more is more" philosophy in Christmas tree decoration.
Yours is very elegant, though. Glad you've got rid of your grumps!
Your tree is gorgeous! Ours is still lingering in the woods :( I think DH thinks if he waits long enough, I will say don't bother. He's very wrong about that!
You had a baking marathon! My word - you must be exhausted! It looks delicious and will be thoroughly enjoyed, I'm sure.
((( HUGS )))
Your tree is beautiful, Linds!
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Love you open, honest heart Linds. I have those days too, where I wake up feeling as though a little black cloud has settled over my head.
I'm glad the walk helped.
The tree is lovely and the goodies look delicious. Good job!!
Elegant red and white tree. My! it is gorgeous! You could try reading your Bible with a cup of coffee or tea in tow and sit there by the tree before you begin your day. Perhaps. Anyway, it helps me. Now walking in the cold...well, now that I think of it, perhaps the cold is what a gal requires. I'll try it next time I'm in a meltdown.
Your tree is beautiful and I am sure it will match your mood tomorrow.
Linds,
Oh my word! If I can bake half that much, no, a quarter that much tomorrow I'll be happy! You are a baking queen! Someday I'd love to taste a custie do we even have those in the US? Well, your tree is gorgeous and I hope you have the merriest of Christmases!
Love,
Heidi
I have tree envy. I was planning to bake tomorrow, but I'm not sure I will make it off the sofa. I have a virus of some sort - not flu, but worse than a cold.
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