So last night’s sleep was something akin to an exersize in futility, even though I went to bed remarkably early. On the other hand, I think it was my body’s way of making sure I didn’t sleep late. I had to get up early this morning to go cash the money order my mom sent me-…
Let’s back up for a moment here: Every year, when my mother sends me my Christmas, she’ll send treats. Fudge, haystacks, whatever. Well, this year she decided she wouldn’t because she knew that if she cooked all this stuff, she’d want to eat it, and she’s trying to shed a few pounds. As a result, she sent me a money order in advance so that I could go out, by the stuff I needed, and make it myself. Which is totally cool, I don’t mind that.
So I cashed the money order and we went shopping for groceries for the stuff I needed, along with whatever we needed for the house. We left at 9:30, got back at about 10:45, which was good time in my book. Groceries put away, a brief bit of holiday cheer, and then it was time for cooking. I made 7 Layer bars first, then shredded up a mess of chocolate and almond bark. Did Ritz PB crackers dipped in the chocolate bark.
Tomorrow I’ll do the almond bark, make the Muddy Buddies, then onto the peanut butter fudge. We might be getting a ham and if we do, I’ll probably cook that too if we can get a decent cut. Christmas, I’ll also be making the Broccoli Casserole because if I do not, my life will probably be forfeit.