Cookie for Tricia

I made the giant cookie for Tricia.  I smeared it with leftover buttercream icing from the cake I made from the first blog.  I love for Tricia to come visit.  My kids ADORE her.  The first thing Seth said to her was that he wanted her to read him a book, and could he sit in her lap.  All day long he has said to me that he wanted to play books with Tricia and sit in her lap.  Too bad her visit only is lasting about 18 hours.  We'll take what we can get.  I love for her to read me books too. :)

Cookie:

Food for Friday

Well, Dusty had the IT cell phone this week, so that means he has to bring something for breakfast on Friday.  Being who I am, I have to make something that will wow people.  Why I can't just let him buy Walmart donuts, I wish I knew.  I guess I feel validated when I make something great.

I wish these recipes would've gone better, but the end result was pretty good, I think.

First cinnamon bread.  I used the Pioneer Woman's recipe, and I think we measure flour differently.  I had to add over 3/4 of a cup more flour for the bread to turn out dough-ish at all, and not batter.  The first loaf I didn't, and it is not cinnamon bread.  It is heavy cinnamon glop with a little crust on the outside. The stuff in the bowl next to the bread is a spread that PW uses for her cinnamon toast, and I thought the guys would like to spread it on and maybe put it in the toaster oven at work.  Here's a picture of the good loaf.

I also made Pioneer Woman's caramel apple sticky buns, but I didn't add apples, and I gave Dusty chopped pecans for people to add, if they wanted to.  They turned out a little too caramelly for me, but they're still good.  My dad would LOVE them.  Here are the ones that were left at home.  The other ones were almost left in the middle of the road.  Dusty took off down the street at the same time as our next door neighbor boy, who was going to school.  All of the sudden Caleb stopped in the road and got out and started walking back to Dusty.  He pulled the rolls off the top of Dusty's car and handed them to him.  Caleb saved the day. :)

There would've been twice as many sticky buns, but somehow half of the dough got deposited straight to the bottom of our trash can.  There wasn't quite enough flour in these either.  I added another 1/3 c. of flour to the half of the dough that was left.  Then the dough was much more agreeable, and so was I.

Next time I will be certain to add more flour to the dough if it resembles batter.  Then all frustration will be eliminated.

Next project: either a big cookie or more cookie dough cupcakes.  Depends on how ambitious I feel.  It's to celebrate Tricia being here. :)

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I bake.  I train my kids.  I will never be done with my baking projects, and will never be done training my children.  I am forever underdone.  I made a cake today.  A whole array of mistakes.  Started writing Sympathy only to run out of cake, so I ran over onto the border (oh, don't get me started on my border making.  I'm HORRIBLE at it).  So I had to take the word off the cake, and then put sweet peas and vines where I had written the word originally.  The icing for the roses wasn't stiff enough, or was too warm.  Who knows?  The rose petals weren't staying like I wanted them to, and the writing was too big and sloppy.

My kids are whiny.  I'm constantly diffusing fights over who had what toy first, and whether or not it's time to switch toys.  I'm ready for them to get along well.  Maybe when they move out.  Not ready for that though.

In good news, I love making cupcakes, the neighbors loved the cake for them, Dusty did a ton of stuff outside today to make our house more presentable, and the kids are surviving the day (for now).  First post done.