Another gloomy day here with rain, would rather have snow!
So yesterday's baking was an epic failure. The only positive thing about 4 hours worth of work was that I got an awesome upper ab workout from rolling the dough, my stomach is seriously sore from it. I don't know what happened, maybe my kitchen was too cold or I just can't bake anymore, but around 1 in the afternoon I knew it was time to raise the white flag. The older I get the faster I realize that it is OK to let go and sometimes go the easier route. I had two hours before I had to be at the bus stop, so I told Mason to get on his shoes and coat and we headed to the store. Yes...I'm not too proud to admit that I bought boxed gingerbread houses for my party this year. Everyone will get one large house and one small house on their platter. I don't think anyone will mind, afterall it is about friends getting together and having fun, not about whether the gingerbread is homemade or not. Right?
And I will still be making the royal icing to decorate with, let's just hope I don't mess that up!