The in-laws were going to come visit this weekend. I bought loads of ingredients to make a couple different types of cookies, a healthy zucchini bread, and my mom's yummy cheesecake-like cherry jubilee...I was EXCITED! I got all the ingredients together and then I realized...I can't make anything...we don't have an electric mixer.
We didn't end up getting a stand up mixer for our wedding...and I gave my little sister my hand-held mixer when we moved away. As silly as it may sound, I am bummed that we didn't get a mixer. It was something I blogged about wanting super bad...which makes me feel even extra silly about it. Enough sulking...I feel selfish admitting that out-loud.
|look at it go!!!|
I borrowed a Kitchen-Aid from a friend's wife - and let me tell you - it was amazing. Now I want one even more! We'll get one...someday!
But the inlaws didn't end up coming after all. So, we had a crazy tons of sweets in the house. I ate a dozen sugar cookies on Saturday and gave myself a damn belly ache. Idiot. (I just looooove these sugar cookies...they are divine. My Aunt gave me her family's recipe for a bridal shower gift...they are freaking delicious.) We've since given them all away. I can't be responsible enough to not eat them all. I'm weak, what can I say?