Monday, December 11, 2006
Cloudy and mild
How tired am I?
Good tired, but tired.
Unfortunately, I had horrible dreams again last night. Hate it when that happens.
Errands yesterday morning, including getting the paper and a few last minute bits for the baking. Then off to White Plains, where I did the bookstore run and looked for certain objects at Target, without finding what I wanted at the latter; doing better than expected at the former.
Back home, where I made three batches of molasses spice cookies and two batches of ginger cookies. I would have made three batches of the latter, but I ran out of molasses – twice. The first time, I dashed back out to the grocery store, but I miscalculated and was not about to go out again.
At any rate, those two types of cookies filled a bin able to hold 21 quarts of . . .stuff. I had a tin crisis and had no place to put the cookies, so I got one of those 21 quart Tupperware type things for cat food or birdseed or whatever, scrubbed it out, lined it with wax paper, and put 21 quarts of cookies into it.
I decided that the linzer cookies need a test run –something in the recipe doesn’t sit right, but I need to experiment – no time to do that before the gift plates have to go, and the thumbprint cookies, the same. So, I’m only making one more type of cookie for the plates, a basic sugar cookie, tomorrow, and then the miniature lemon bundt cakes on Wednesday, and I’m putting together the plates on Thursday. I want to move them all out and deliver them by the end of the week.
In case you’re wondering how I’m eating through all of this, I had pizza margharita for lunch yesterday; smoked ham, peas, and pasta in alfredo sauce last night; bacon and eggs for breakfast this morning; forgot lunch; chicken biriyani for dinner. So I’m cooking!
Also managed to write the overseas cards last night, after the cookies were safely packed; have to finish addressing them this morning and take them to the post office, then get started on the cards to Canada and the domestic cards.
Thought about the “Merry” revisions, although I didn’t do much, and wrote notes on two other story ideas. One is a Christmas/holiday one that I should write “in season” even though I can’t market it until at least next year for the following year; the other is an interesting experiment on themes I’ve been thinking about for awhile. We’ll see; deadlines first, everything else has to fall into place behind it.
I have to finish “The Merry” revisions today, because it needs to wing its way across the country tomorrow morning, if it’s going to arrive by Friday. I’m getting a little spoiled with being able to email most things by deadline – having to submit it via regular mail is upsetting my planning. So I have to plan better.
Hard to think about swashbuckling on the high seas when you’re literally up to your eyebrows in molasses, flour, and confectioners’ sugar.
Realized how to fix something that’s been bothering me on Token, so that should help.
On today’s agenda: More baking, revisions, and wrapping the last gifts that have to be mailed domestically – because those have to go out either tomorrow or Wednesday. The butter is softening as I type this.
Could I please have six more hours in the day, to only be used for baking and writing? Thanks for taking care of that. Appreciate it.
Cats running around in all directions, yelling, for no discernable reason. Just another a.m. at the old homestead.