It's official. I cannot bake cookies. I mean I can, but not when it actually *really* matters. I got home from work at around 2:30am and decided I'd hurry up and bake my cookies, so I could get AHEAD for once. Well, long story short, I baked tasty, but round, biscuits. My dear, sweet husband tried one and told me 'I don't know, I think they're pretty tasty'-They're actually really good, and would go well with a spoonful of my delicious Polish cherry Jam, but they're not cookies. They were supposed to be mini black and whites. I'm not exactly sure what I did wrong, but it doesn't matter. I'll be bringing cookies from a bakery to my cookie walk tomorrow.
Devan's performance for the people at the retirement home was adorable, and she looked so pretty. My only 'failure-at-life' moment was when I realized I might want photographic evidence that this event actually happened, but then I couldn't find any batteries for my digital camera. I have another 35mm camera, but it's missing the flash so that wouldn't have worked.
I'm not sure I like having access to my archives. I was browsing around reading old entries from the last few years, while I waited for late editors tonight, and I *HATE* my writing and what a dork I sound like, not to mention that I basically just complain constantly about everything (kind of like right now) and it's really annoying.
I've been staying away from my blog as much as I can, because I'm in a baaaaaddddd mood and I'm sure no one wants to read all about that. Christmas is so close. We still have so much to do. Tomorrow Devan is going to a retirement home to sing the senior citizens some Christmas carols. I wonder how I can screw this up for myself, to prove to myself once again what a failure at life I am. I'll probably fall asleep or something. I'll keep you posted.
I'm not doing very well with my knit-alongs. I've got 1 sock finished and the first few inches of the second cuff for my secret santa pal. I'm so glad I didn't overburden myself with gift knitting this year. But I've kind of done the opposite. I've basically told myself I have no time for anything and I'm enjoying NOTHING. whine whine whine whine whine. I'm going to lay down and try to sleep. Maybe that will help my mood.
-(12-08) LIKING:
burritos, knitting for babies, dr. pepper, little potatoes, mitered squares, my bed, the ocean, travel, sleeping in my bed, Jonathan Safran Foer, tenament museums, linen, Air (the french band), Hugh Laurie, Intervention, babies, Iron & Wine, Clive Owen, letterpress, Yeats,
gray, mini-pigs, hotel chevalier, tea, pigs, Quebec, being anywhere but here (nj), modern simple quilts, autumn leaves, white on white, paper, lily snoring
