Gave up . . .

Alright, as a follow up of last night's blog about 'when to give up'. I gave up. It basically turned into tar, unedible tar. So I made a trip to our local Wal Mart at 9pm and picked up the necessary ingredients to make the cookies yet again. :) I took it as a challenge. Yeah, by the way it was the 2 cups of flour that I left out of the first cookie batter mix that killed it (doy!). I don't know how I missed that on the recipe, but I managed. It takes pretty decent skill to pull something like that off. :)

Anyhoo, made the cookies last night, 2 dozen . . . left the kitchen dirty and went to bed at midnight. Yep, it was waiting for me to clean this morning . . . no fairy kitchen cleaning elves helped me out this time. But the second round went well. The cookies turned out fabulous, the small cookie exchange will happen at 4pm today and I'm excited to hand them over to my loving and supportive older sister. :) She ended up with 2 lbs of milk chocolate fudge w/mini-marshmallows topped with crushed toffee and walnuts. 2 lbs of dark choco fudge with walnuts throughout, topped with peanut butter cream topping. and many many chocolate cookies w/toffee pieces, white choco chips, and walnuts . . . sounds simplified written down, too bad those cookies took me about 10 hours to make!

Anyhoo, it was a blast. I'm finding my tom-boy self turning domestic before my eyes! Growing up I lived, breathed and dreamed horses and outdoor stuff. Now I live for my God, my boys and my family! Horses are a bonus, not life. Jesus is life.