Not Born To Bake

Last Sunday my daughter and granddaughter came over to make Christmas cookies. I had started making some before they arrived in the afternoon or we would have been making, baking and decorating until midnight.

I set up my laptop with the recipes on it that I had pinned and pulled out this big boy which by the way is hardly ever used. You see I am NOT a baker!

When I start baking I have good intentions for everything to run smoothly and to have wonderful treats in the end, but for some reason something will ALWAYS go wrong. I just wasn't born to bake.

The first batch I made were chewy ginger cookies and that recipe went well and they came out good. That is a miracle.

Golden and chewy and covered in sugar just like the recipe called for.

Then moving on to the sugar cookies I thought I would mix up the dough before my crew got here since the dough has to chill for an hour. Some recipes call for much longer, but this one said one hour.

I mixed up the five cups of flour, four eggs, sugar, vanilla, baking powder.....WAIT!

BAKING POWDER? Oh no, I added BAKING SODA!! See I told y'all I'm not a baker!

Throw that out and start over.....yes, start over.

I'm telling you this is normal for me to make a mistake.

Don't you love Leila in my apron and standing on my chippy stool?

You have to make a mess when baking and we won't even show the floor.

I don't have the best Christmas cookie cutter shapes, but I think the blue iced cookie is supposed to be a reindeer, but it looks like a cow to me. :)

I had a third cookie recipe to make, but it took hours just to make these so maybe another day.... or maybe not.

After all I was not born to bake.

Oh, my word it's almost Christmas!

My son and family are on their way from Tennessee driving in the rain and I can't wait to see the other grands. Wish they lived closer so they could all help make the cookies.

Still plenty of time to join Wow Us Wednesdays in the post before this one.