|Here's a melange of treats. Hey, don't look askance at them.|
I'm too done with tonight to make them look pretty.
|These were baked by my dear friend Betty. I was beyond |
excited when I found them on my desk this morning. Beyond.
|Here's poor, patient Matilds. All ignored while I'm baking.|
|And here's a dark, dark, darkling thrush picture of my tree.|
A few things I've realized during tonight's baking escapades:
1. I need more parchment paper.
2. I would love a gel mat for the kitchen floor.
3. And baking while listening to Gaga is the way to go.