A good sleep

After Thursday 4 hour night, I was really dragging last night. I thought maybe I was getting a sore throat. I just didn't feel good and finally decided that I was just sleep deprived. So I went to bed. And slept great. About 4:30, somebody decided that it was time to wake up. I had the gentlest of paws on my nose and then on my eyes. But we discussed it, silently, and he said I could have some more sleep. And we put a couple of more hours in. It was lovely and I feel great this morning.

For Christmas, I granted my wish of a treadmill day off. It was a lovely treat.

There is no snow here yet. I suspect there won't be any until tomorrow if at all. I may do a walk around the block anyway just to double check.

No other big plans for the day. Biggie's got birds to watch. I do need to make a run down to the dumpsters. I might make some more ginger cookies. In other words - the usual.

It's a Christmas miracle

I've made these particular ginger cookies at least a half dozen times. And today, for the first time, it all worked fine. The dough was not too sticky and not too dry. They needed zero extra flour to roll out and cut. And the cookies came out just exactly the way I wanted them.





And, for the first time, I didn't make a giant mess.

I am waiting for this afternoon to taste test. I've learned that eating these kinds of cookies while still soft and warm does not a true test make. I want them snappy! And they need to get way cool for that. Plus, I'll probably dribble some icing on most if not all because I want to.

Edited later - they taste perfect and are crunchy like I wanted. Now I'm worried that I won't be able to replicate!

I do love the We Were Here imprint on the parchment.



Very pleased with the project.