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Christmas Cookies and Not Sweating the Small Stuff

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As I write this, it’s 1 p.m. on Tuesday afternoon and I’m in the Christmas cookie zone, relaxing to instrumental Christmas music on my Google Nest.

But here’s where my head was the Sunday before last. Call it a little peek into my “Christmas brain”, if you will:

I need to start somewhere, so I’ll start with the cookie planning:

I would like to make:

  • Spritz
  • Cherry Almond cookies from last year
  • Santa’s whiskers
  • PB Truffles
  • Snickerdoodles
  • Chocolate covered pretzel rods

And maybe another kind of two. Oh, the cherry snowballs for sure! I’ve got six days designated on our calendar to get this done.

Then there’s the decorating. I am especially psyched for this endeavor.

But my beautiful daughter is on her way to pick me up for a spontaneous shopping trip and I’m still in my bathrobe. So I gotta split for now.

Same day, just p.m.

Today was great! I enjoyed eating a hearty lunch with my first-born at Barker’s in Hudson. We had fun shopping together. I love that she’s going as the rag doll from the Land of Misfit Toys from Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer, for a work photo shoot next week. But it was hard to find the “costume”. She is not worried about it though.

There’s an important difference between the two of us. Good on her. She’s not like me in this way. Had I, at her age, been given a directive to come up with such a costume for a work situation, well..I’d be freaking out. I’d probably still be out there, searching to no avail for all the right pieces to bring that damn dolly to life.

Because it would have mattered to me, then. I would have fretted about the impression I was giving my employer by coming up short on this task, as I would have convinced myself that without a doubt, every one of my co-workers Christmas photo-shoot costume was going to be EPIC.

And it would have been such a misplacement of my mental energy and my time.

I’m glad she’s not like I was. She doesn’t sweat the small stuff, which I have done at a high level of proficiency for the majority of my adult life.

Readers, don’t be surprised if you see more posts than usual from me this month. I’ve got Christmas on the brain and my hope is that unloading it in this space will be a jolly little treat to go with your egg nog.

Fa-la-la-la-la folks!

***Header image courtesy of https://wjbq.com/why-is-dolly-on-the-island-of-misfit-toys-whats-wrong-with-her/***

4 thoughts on “Christmas Cookies and Not Sweating the Small Stuff”

  1. Not anything wrong with Dolly. She’s just a little hard on herself! So glad you’re going to write extra posts this December, Rhonda! What a special treat! And I don’t know what Santa’s whiskers or Spritz are but I love a good Snickerdoodle! Have fun listening to music and baking, my friend! I think it’s great that your daughter is calm, cool and relaxed about her costume! I’m with you, if it had been me, I’d be freaking out! Which means if I were a toy, I’d fit right in with Dolly in the Land of the Misfits! Ha! Misfit toys are more fun anyway! Merry December! Mona

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    1. Ha ha! Thanks, lady. I always wondered why in the heck that dolly was even on the island of Misfit Toys, but recently read that it was because she cried a lot (depression). I love the lessons in that sweet little show so much. It’s a must watch for me every Christmas season. Spritz are delicious little butter cookies that you punch out in a cookie press. Santa’s whiskers were a thing my mom made every year. It’s also a butter cookie, but with chopped candied green and red cherries mixed in. You roll it into a log, freeze it, then roll in coconut then slice and bake. They are delicious! They may not get made though if I can’t find those elusive red cherries though (I have an extra container of green cherries in my pantry from last year). Merry everything to you!

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