After a marathon Christmas cookie baking frenzy today, I literally feel like I jogged to the next town over.
Who knew that stirring the cookie dough was such a workout? I may have actually felt a little sweat on my brow!
I guess I should really bake more often... I mean, if I could just bake cookies every day, I wouldn't have to work out or anything!
Because I workout all of the time, obviously.
And if I substituted baking for working out, I would have a lot of cookies in my house all of the time!
Which would certainly be counterproductive to most. But not me! Because I have willpower of steel! I could smell cookies for hours without wanting one bite! I could stir that dough til the cows came home and never even test it to make sure it tastes as great as it smells!
I think I sounded very convincing.
For real though, I don't love a cookie as much as I love other goodies. I mean, if someone plopped a plate of good cookies in front of me, I wouldn't push it away or anything, but cookies are not my best. Unless you consider Little Debbie's Oatmeal Sandwiches a cookie, because those things are just freaking ridiculous. And when I utter the word ridiculous regarding a cookie, I mean ridiculous. Trust me on this one guys.
My best goodie would definitely have to be... cupcakes. Yeah. Definitely moist and doughy cupcakes. Mmmmm.
Incidentally, I hate the word moist. It makes me want to vomit. I can't believe I just used it in a sentence.
My house smells like I baked all day. Now I have to go get the kids from school so we can decorate the cookies.
I love Christmas.