Your Life Is Trite And Jaded, Boring and Confiscated
We're having a cookie exchange at work. This is good for me because I love making Christmas cookies but can never really eat them all. Mostly I just put them out and my dad makes short work of them. However, with a cookie exchange, I have the potential to come home with 9 dozen cookies. That's a lot. Really, really a lot. I don't have a big family and my aunt makes her own cookies for Christmas (they're disgusting and my family hates them) so I can't bring mine to her place. I could freeze them, but then I'll just have cookies in my freezer for months and months taking up space. What to do?In other domestic news, I started repairing a quilt from my grandmother's house this week. Initially, I had planned to rip the seams but decided that would cause too much wear and tear on the fabric. I left the seams and cut two inches into the backing (which I'm replacing along with the batting). For some reason the batting was not sewn into the edges, so the repair job is going to be much easier than I thought. Thank God. Quilt repair and I do not go hand in hand. It's an ugly quilt so I can't make it much worse.