So today I spent the day baking, baking Christmas Cookies!
The first were called Sand Tarts, which I got from my sister blog Mysterious Eats. They’re posting the recipe next Friday, but gave me a sneak peak. They look good, and seem tasty. You see I could only eat a little bit of each cookie as I’m still recovering from having my wisdom teeth extracted.
I was making a dozen for one of my jobs, as this Sunday is their annual Christmas Children’s Program.
After I made those I moved on to bake the Regency Ginger Cookies, also from mysteriouseats.wordpress.com, for a Christmas Cookie Party that I am planning on going to. Not only did I want to do them because I’m all about Jane Austen, but figured no one else will do that type of cookie.
So this morning as I prepared to make four dozen cookies (one for the kids and three for the Christmas Cookie party) I decided, hey I should bake in my pajamas, so I can be comfy.
And then I thought I shouldn’t put on any makeup or do my hair either.
I mean after all I was going to get ingredients all over me, was probably going to make a huge mess I’d have to clean up anyway, etc. I mean why bother?
But it seems like no one else got the memo. I had people stopping by all day.
No one ever visits me without calling first, except on the day that I am a super mess.
It was kind of funny as they looked at me with surprise and shock and how messy and grossly I was dressed.
What are you wearing?
But that’s how it goes. And now that I am done cooking, all I want to do is lay down.
I also sampled way too many cookies.
But hey, Christmas comes but once a year, so live it up!
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So I never believed in Santa Claus when I was a kid.
It’s not like I hate him or anything or want him gone forever. My parents told me that he lived years ago and died, so the Santa that exists today is more of a feeling than an actual person. But even though I wasn’t a Santa person, I still like a few Christmas Carols that involve him.
One of my favorites is Here Comes Santa Claus (Down Santa Claus Lane). I first sang it back when I was in Girl Scouts and we went into the nursing homes to carol.
It was written in the 1940s by Gene Autry, who got the idea after he was Santa Claus in a parade. Since then it has been covered by numerous artists; like Elvis Presley, Doris Day, and Bing Crosby to name a few.
My favorite version? The one from The Year Without a Santa Claus
For more Christmas Carols, go to Hark the Herald Angels Sing
For more on The Year Without a Santa Claus, go to 25 More Films of Christmas