Baking Christmas Cookies

Let me just set up the scene for you. The snow is falling, and we need something for dinner. Tim insists this should be a family trip to the store. I protest, and still he persists. So we all go to the store together, and Tim is sure I am to drive. Even though I have can't drive in the snow. The following events will prove that. We are leaving the store now, and guess what?.... Our defroster and radio won't work. In 20 minutes of being in the store, two things break. Then I pull out..... What the H-E double hockey sticks is that noise? Every time I push in the clutch, there is a terrible grinding noise. Now, after Tim and I curse the car we are driving home. Now coming down a hill. Tim gives me a crash course in what to do if I slide. Let me remind you, I didn't want to drive. With him next to me, I am nervous, so what happens? Yes folks, I slide, I slide, I slide right into the guardrail. Not once, my friends, THREE TIMES! We were only going about 2 miles an hour, but I can't drive on ice, I panic. So our car has traded paint with the guardrail. Beautiful.

We get home, inspect the damage, and I start to cry. Tim, he just laughs. So after that, we made dinner, and the rest of the evening was much better.



Ready to bake!














Mix it in!



















Making sure the batter
is just right.