Post by spankswife on Dec 21, 2014 13:49:04 GMT -5
Basically this is a total AW:
So we are having a cookie exchange at work. I was supposed to make 9 dozen (!) batches of cookies (white chocolate cranberry). Well I over baked just a smidge. 21 dozen! I thought each batch made 2-3 dozen, and I wanted a couple extra. So I made 4 batches. Turns out they each made 5 dozen! I made them in advance to chill the dough so I had no idea. I think I baked 6 straight hours yesterday between mixing, scooping, cooking, and rotating.
Luckily I would wrap 1-2 things in between so I hot all of my wrapping and baking done yesterday!! So glad to relax today!
Also there is an ugly sweater party tomorrow at work, but all Xmas sweaters have been sold in my area apparently. So I made my sister and I each one (we work together). We are both pregnant so I made her a Rudolph on the belly (w/ a bow bc she's havibg a girl), and me a Santa beard and stache on the belly (get it? "Santa Baby"). I also got her a light up antler headband and myself a Santa hat. I know they aren't "ugly" but what are the chances we are both pregnant in Xmas?! (Hint, never again).
I'm pretty proud of my domestic accomplishments this weekend!!!
Baked cookies with my mom today. Got a last minute christmas gift that I needed to pick up here! Watched Hobbit 1 & 2 with the sibs. Played a board game.. Now getting ready to eat appetizers and punch to open gifts and celebrate family christmas with!
We surprised my family yesterday with us arriving a day early! It was a success. The faces were priceless
I have been sleeping all weekend. I really hope I am not coming down with something else. In between naps, I've finished all shopping but two gift cards that I'll get tomorrow. But I've barely even started wrapping. Ugh.
We get to Mass and I realize something is amiss - not the normal crowd in the congregation plus there is a flurry of activity. I'm thinking we have Baptism. DH goes to grab a program, I read it, and say (OUT LOUD) "Oh, the Pope is here today." DH is like "Um, I think you mean the Bishop." Mortified. Yes, of course that's what I meant. Thankfully no one was seated near us at the time so I'm hoping no one overheard me.