It all started off great. This morning i woke up, proceeded to lounge around in my housecoat for awhile, enjoy my coffee, get my butt kicked by Cindy Crawford, take a hot shower, clean the kitchen. And then.
This is how it went down.
First, me thinking aloud: "Hmm, let's see what we should bake today for Christmas this weekend."... "nanaimo bars, gingerbead cookies - the kids will love decorating them! sure... let's see... oh, those cute peanut blossoms with the hershey's kiss on top, and.. well that should be good... I wouldn't want to over do it or anything".
Or anything. (Rolling eyes).
So, now here it is, 10:15pm. My kitchen counters and island are finally clear of bowls, baking sheets, & caked on royal icing. The nanaimo bars never did come to fruition, since I was out of the bakers's chocolate squares, (which was, obviously a blessing in disguise - I would have been baking until midnight.) It might have been the overzealous idea to cook up a stock pot of hearty meat sauce (good for three meals) that put me over my limit. I'm finally sitting with my feet up, and my whole body is tingling from the virtual marathon. Note to self: Go easy on me.
Hope you all have a stress free, and balanced few days ahead.
Don't be like me and cram too much into one day. That's just silly.