Friday, December 14, 2007

Twas the night before . . . .



I know that you think that I have forgotten you - I am not a fickle friend, I promise. I have been sooooooooooo busy with baking, and baking and of course, I must work and occasionally cook for my husband, then bake, bake, bake. Tomorrow is the annual cookie swap. My favorite friends are going to be gathering and having a good time. It is not really about the cookies. It is about taking a break mid craze, enjoying what we have and being girls. Of course, it isn't about the cookies. But we all are like kids on Christmas Eve tonite. I had to run out to the dollar store for some more bags and ran into one of my bestest buds, who told me that she had seen another swapper at the Big W, who had seen - you get the picture.
Our families have been well compensated already for their tolerance, eating the burnt, broken and misshapen cookies. (don't tell Larry that I dropped that macaroon on the floor! I dusted it off before I gave it to him. It fell under the 3 second rule. Besides, I had just mopped.)


Actually, the menfolk really don't get it. Men think: They're cookies, for goodness sake! Buy them at the deli counter and eat them! Cheaper still, buy Oreos. They are round, have chocolate and cream and go with any beverage. They can not appreciate the angst we suffer surfing for the perfect simple cookie that will make the rest of the gals clamor for the recipe. And by the night before, we are all so blasted tired of baking, that we are wondering why in the world we are doing this. Come tomorrow when we are dressed appropriately (last year I wore reindeer antlers with bells on them, we will get all warm and gooey inside over sweet friendship, swap some good stories, eat our luncheon and carry home more cookies for the hubbies to eat.
You are looking at 28 dozen cookies. You cannot see all the baskets or tins because they are hiding behind all the ones in the front. Everyone present will get one dozen and we will share our buffet spread, play some games and exchange a gift or two. I highly recommend starting a cookie swap if you have never done one before. It's a lot of fun - now to decide if I should I wear my reindeer antlers again; that's the other thing guys don't understand. Women do not dress for men; they dress for each other. But that is another blog topic.

6 comments:

Donna said...

OHMYWORD.........How Fun! And please do wear the antlers...(keeps that Spirit thing going on!) LOL
If you have'nt "read" me yet...IT CAME...Lord it's Beautiful, and I just don't know how to thank you, in words...(that's a first!!) If you were here, I'd give you the "dreaded hug"....
Have fun Today girlfriend!!!

Wild Rose said...

28 x 12 ~ that's a lot of cookies! Wow! And that doesn't include the one you gave Larry or the other rejects.

Enjoy the cookie sway and have fun.

Marie x

Countryfolk Keepsakes said...

Hey darlin' they look delicious! I'm still on my bakin' rampage!
~Peanut

Dixie Redmond said...

"Women do not dress for men, they dress for each other" - LOVE that and it's so true!

BTW, you amaze me. You work full-time, write one of the funnest blogs I read and have time to spend with girlfriends AND make cookies.

Dixie

Blondie ~ Vintage Primitives said...

Hi ladies; the cookie swap is over for another year; we have already scheduled next year! Will write about it when I finish eating a delicious cookie . . . with coffee of course!

The Primitive Lady said...

I was hoping you'd have some great recipes here, Blondie. I did manage to steal some from Karen/Peanut. That girl can bake! I've been busy baking lots of cookies this year, too. Sure wish I could have come to your party.
Miss you!
Carol