a good thing

So what if I started baking again.
It has been about a year since I made my last batch of cookies. But I am a baker at heart and have never made a sour batch, seriously.
Never.
I made them, the peanut butter cookies, I got the "how-to" off of Martha's site, I made them in her jail-bird honor. I love Martha, she is simply amazing. And yes I even went as far as buying a blonde wig and posed as her holding a (store-bought) apple pie for Halloween.

I wanted to impress David with this kind of sweet suprise as he deserves a treat!
and he also has never had a single one before yesterday as I have been in super-training-mode-for-my-brown-belt for the past year, so that means= no baked goods in the house!

I remember taking my cookies out on the Montreal scene and delivering them to friends' apartments and resting small yogurt containers at their doors, and also hand delivering wrapped tinfoiled cookies with hearts drawn out on them for Valentine's day. This was a fun thing for me, as I am well, the sweetest friend around.

I also then thought that I don't mind being at home, as it is a full-time job looking for work, and also looking after the house, and the cats of course. I then figured that women have spent years trying to get out-of-the-house and it's really not so bad. Maybe because I am happy now; and I wasn't this well off mentally before. I also concluded to my inner Martha, that everyone isn't in love with baking and making all things from scratch like me. Some of my friends hate cooking and couldnt be bothered to eat anything complicated at all.

It is very hard to make dinner for yourself when you live alone. There is the ugly thought of eating alone at the table, or in front of the rancid television. I have had to do this for years on end, I enjoyed it as much as I could. It is a nice peaceful feeling that you have accomplished so much in life and can also prepare a meal all-by-yourself. But, it really is a pleasure to cook for someone and for that person to enjoy my company and not so much as the food on their plate, even though it is always tasty!