you know you've baked too many Christmas cookies when...
My mother has been baking for about two weeks straight. Every day, all day. Dolly Madisons, peanut butter blossoms, sugar cookies, gingerbread cookies, raisin-filled cookies, snowballs, rosettes...She claims to enjoy it, but I think she finally snapped.
Why? Because yesterday, she brought me a plate of cookies, & this is what was on it...
No eyes, no mouths, no noses, but hooters & wee-wees busting out all over.
And I am going to eat them, I just have to figure out how to bite into them without blushing. :-P
