I looked deeply into my calendar and had a realization. If I did not do holiday baking this weekend, there would be no solid string of days between now and December 26th to do it.
I'm not really about giving holiday cookies after the holidays.
We went to Amish Country last weekend to wrangle up the supplies. I went to the store yesterday, then returned after signing K up for Archery league because I forgot a major ingredient.
Today is officially Dough Day. What is Dough Day? Well, I like to do one day of just making dough. That way, I get all of the measurement and whatnot out of the way. I'm able to concentrate on what the recipes call for instead of skipping between mixing, baking and cooling. Tiredness made me goof once, so I'd like to avoid that. It wasn't inedible. I mistook mint extract for the vanilla extract and put that in chocolate/chocolate chip cookies. Actually, it came out rather delightful. Still, this method works for me. One day dough. One day bake. Generally, I have a remaining day of packaging. We'll see how that goes.
And yes, we have a chest freezer in the basement.
K has a test on Wednesday on measurement. Today has been a test of measurement and a test in patience. Neither one of us corner the market in the area of patience, so we've made two doughs and took a break. Gone back, made two more doughs and took a break.
It should be said that our ginger dough needs to sit for 24 hours, so that is kind of where the true inspiration of dough day came from.
We've also made peanut butter dough, apple oatmeal craisin cinnamon chip dough, and thumbprint dough. We have red hot sugar cookie dough to make, then onward to chocolate/chocolate chip (minus the mint this time.) The Almost Candy Bars are not a sit-and-get-happy kind of dough, so we'll make those up tomorrow.
What we make this weekend is what we'll have. I'm okay with that. I didn't want to rush cookie baking, which is why it is getting done now. Next up? Addressing Christmas cards and making a little label for the backs of the cards. I mail them out the day before Thanksgiving, so I have a week and a half yet to go. I don't want to rush those, either.
I hear the Kitchenaid calling. K is hovering so that she can get onto Webkinz while I do a bit of wreckage removal. I mean, the child is laughing and staring the big greens right into my big brown eyeballs.
She is nearly sitting in my lap. Pardon me. I'm getting kicked out.
ETA: Some of my recipes are here.