Or at least that's how it feels.
Yesterday, Monday, I baked 10.5 dozen cookies. Sadly about 2 dozen of those were oatmeal raisin (and pecan) cookies that just were not good. They weren't terrible, but they were hard, and just blah. So I shoved them onto Chris' co-workers! :D
I'm almost done my holiday baking. Almost. I still need to remake the shortbread that didn't turn out to snuff. It's okay. But it's for my mom, and she's every bit as picky as I am. I want them to be amazing. Damnit. So tomorrow, if I'm feeling up to it, I'm going to go searching for good lemons. I think part of the problem was that I didn't have quality lemons. I also need more Splenda brown sugar, and butter, and eggs for that matter.
I was going to visit my parents tomorrow, but if I want to get all my cookies done by this weekend, then I think I need to use tomorrow, at least a little.
Thursday I'm getting tattooed, so it's really very important, frankly, that I rest as much as I can. So why am I up at midnight writing this? Because I can't freaking sleep. Damnit. So annoying! I really should have napped today. I was actually feverish with exhaustion. I have been since last night. Going into a tattoo like this would be just plain idiotic. So I'm hoping to get all the rest I can manage tomorrow. Hopefully going for a walk to the nearby metro will, if nothing make me tired enough to want to sleep.
I have pictures of the cookies, and once they are all baked, I'll share. :) Hopefully my recipients will like them! I was thinking of baking cookies for my photographer, but I honestly doubt I'll have the energy... And for my uncle, though that can wait until next week. I might just have enough with what I've already baked too. Since I have like half our freezer full of stacks of cookies.
The only real good thing about baking with Splenda (it is sooooo not appropriate for cookies! They just fall apart!) is that I have no desire whatsoever to eat them. I can't stand the smell or taste of Splenda. Thankfully Chris' mom and my mom both can't taste a thing!
GAH. Trying not to freak out. There is time. I can even bake on Friday if I have to. If I make the dough tomorrow and chill it, then I can just bake them Friday. Makes things sooo much easier. That's how I was actually able to bake so much on Monday, almost all of the cookies were dough I'd made and chilled days before.