Ok, let me say this right off the bat – I am not posting this for “ooohhhs and ahhhhhs” . All I have to show for yesterday is playing with cookies. Nothing else got done, except maybe the 3 loads of laundry that I did intermittently.
I am posting this because Mike said I had to do it.
Let us look at it as something like a confession, heehee –
All I get done all day is making cookies
So please do not feel like you have to comment on this particular post. You should, however, always comment on the other posts 
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This last one is Mike’s favorite…
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Adventures of an Innkeeper 
They are wonderful! I wish I had your talent for baking and cooking. Your men are quite lucky to have you!
Christine!! you didn’t read the post 😛
The men only eat the mistakes. there are always lots of mistakes 😦
I did read the post. You do alot my dear throughout the year. Cookies like this take time!
I am not posting today.
heheheheh
I can see that. Very good 🙂
I just want it to be noted that all “we” get are the broken ones. Somedays there is a wet floor in the kitchen because we have to cry to get one that’s in one piece and iced – the ones with the “pictures” on them we NEVER get to eat – those always seem to get mailed out to someone …… ME
you crack me up ” ” ” ” ” ” “
That is the saddess story that I’ve heard in a long time. hee,hee
pitiful, isn’t it?
You know they really like the glitter ones the best. Such kids they are
I give Scott the burned ones….
poor, poor Scott.
You did a lot!!! They are works of art!! Too pretty to eat. I think you should leave some in each cottage for your guests!
oh that would be a good idea, Sally.
I am not commenting…but those are beautiful cookies!
heehee, thank you for not commenting 🙂
Found your blog after you commented on mine (thanks!). BTW, the best days are days spent decorating cookies. It’s become something of a tradition around our house.
Yours look great.
Thank you!
I bet you get a good laugh at my photographic talents 🙂
Well I am waiting for a new post, so that I may comment again….
And, around here, the dog gets the broken ones…hehe
You are such a good friend. If you want to, you can go back through the archives and post on old posts too
I am desperately thinking of things that anyone might be interested in but all I can think of are the puddles of melted snow outside.
Do you have a local farmer’s market? If so, I would love to see it. 🙂
why yes we do. Guess who forgets to go and shop there in the winter time?
yes- meeeee.
I have been meaning to go down there on Saturdays and keep oversleeping. That’s the trouble with having too much time off from work.
I did write about both markets sometime last summer.
So Mike and Happy both eat the broken cookies, something’s just doesn’t seem right about that. Hee-hee..
heehee, that is very sad now, isn’t it?
I just wanted to point out that I didn’t comment…
Thank you very much. heehee