The plan started off pretty well initially, me playing Susie Crocker, baking away in the kitchen – and then, life happened, using up most of my spare time, like I’d ever had much to begin with.
I was rear ended by a non English speaking person with no insurance, DMV screwed up TWICE, making MAJOR errors (I’m still fighting their last mistake), then work issues got sprinkled in the mix with a contractor gone straight to greedville … life, you know? Things that eat up time and, if you’re not careful, your brain. Hopefully I’ve most of my brain left.
But, the cool thing is, I FINALLY got my care packages mailed off! All 20 or so of them. I think I lost count. What started out to be a Valentines Care Package ended up being added on to, baked, re-baked, then strung out through the first six months of the year while I was bouncing life, work, the return to physical therapy and striving to complete my gift giving goals!
Hey! No point in giving up! Just get creative, that’s what I always say.
That and Thank God for Plan B!!
So, I shopped and I bought. Some goofy stuff, some silly. Some girly-girl. Some chocolate, some candy (cuz what would I be doing giving a gift without it?), a few items that might be needed but many that might not. Just goofiness. A laugh, a smile, a Sprite loves you moment.
While I was busy baking, packing and wrapping, Galen took up reading again. I swear, I’m going to have the smartest dog this side of the East Coast. Really. He just devours those books.
Well, that would be mainly because I didn’t re-bake these little babies. And the first batch??? I ate them. All of them. Gone. Grazed for several days – and then, they were … gone.