Well, at least the cookies are done.
I've mentioned in here about how I've
yet to accomplish basically anything to do with Christmas. I
mentioned that I had hoped to tackle a big chunk of it this weekend,
and you know what? I did. I baked 31 dozen cookies.
Why yes, I do wonder about my sanity,
just like you do!
It did turn out to be a two and a half day
process, Friday night & Saturday at our place and Sunday at my parents. And if I'm
gonna be totally honest I'm not completely done yet. There are still
a few cookies that need to get frosted. But they're baked and (for
the most part) ready to go. And that's what counts.
Speaking of counting, I have this bad
habit every year of trying to figure out how many calories I'm
inflicting on friends and family by baking (in this case) 31 dozen
cookies. So let's do a little math, shall we? If I baked 31 dozen
cookies, that's 372 cookies. I'm gonna guess here, based on the
different kinds of cookies I made, that each cookie contains 110
calories. That might be slightly higher than average for a cookie,
but I make a couple of kinds (like my Grandma Cookie) that has some
high-calorie stuff in it. So if I made 372 cookies at 110 calories
each, that's 40,920 calories.
For that, I apologize in advance.
Let's see...if it takes 3,500 calories
to gain a pound, I'm gonna be personally responsible for family and
friends gaining a net total of 11 and two thirds pounds. While I
generally think of myself as a thoughtful and kind person, one not
prone to evil impulses, I take a look at that 40,920 calorie figure
and wonder if, somehow, I've gone over to the Dark Side and don't
even realize it.
Oops.
And I don't help things, either. I may
make 372 cookies, but I probably only eat a dozen or so of them (at
most) myself. As I mentioned, most of them are given away. After
making that many cookies, I'm really not that hungry for them. It
may seem weird, especially because I love baking cookies, but after
all that work, I just don't feeling like eating them.
I can't explain it. That's just how it
goes.
But at least the cookies are done, and
the pounds are waiting to be gained. Now all I have to do is wrap my
gifts and stick them under the tree. Once, of course, I head down
into the basement and actually get the tree. But I'll get it done.
Honest...I'll get it done!
8-)
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