Well, so I finally ate the cookies I made to give away to those J and I home and visit teach at


church. Let's be honest now. But not

only was I honest here on the blog, the whole reason I ate them was surrounded by honesty.
I made the sugar cookie dough last Sunday, then cut, cooked and frosted the cookies on Tuesday. I even wrapped them up on plates and delivered 2 or the 4 plates on Wednesday.
Come Friday, I still haven't delivered the other two plates- it has been super cold and super busy, therefore no little elves have gone prancing around to deliver more sugar and pure joy.
As I was cooking the 10 lbs of mashed potatoes for our Ward Christmas Party tonight, the cookies were looking really good- but honestly, they were looking pretty sad. You know how the colored sugar sprinkles get all melty and gushy once they have sat in the frosting for over a day? Yeah, well, envision 3 days of melty and gushy- eh :( Sad looking cookies.

Therefore, being the brave woman that I am, I ate three of them right away. Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm. Guess who is making more cookies on Sunday. They have to be given out by Wednesday night because we leave early Thursday! Good luck, eh?