Friday, February 10, 2012

Thwarted

Yes, thwarted. That is one of the many themes of my life, but I will tell you why it specifically applies this week. I know I have mentioned my Valentine's cookies, and how I love to make them. Wait, that is not right. I don't love making them. But I love to eat them, and so does everyone else. Making them is a long and tedious process, and requires a lot of prep and cleaning, and has taken me as long as seven hours in the past, and that didn't even include making the dough. So I don't really love the process. But this year Cody wanted to help me. Well, we're not going to be around this weekend, and Valentine's Day is on Tuesday, so given that it is a two-day process I decided I better start this week and do them before the weekend. Cody has school Monday, Wednesday, Friday this week, so I decided to make the dough on Tuesday because Cody wanted to help.

Only Cody was not in a good state on Tuesday. Things were rough, to say the least, so the cookies were put on hold. Thwarted, if you will. But not completely. I just didn't want to make them with him.

So Wednesday I decided to go ahead and make the dough, which has to sit in the fridge overnight before baking, by the way, hence the reason it is a two day process. I began by softening the margarine and started beating it in the KitchenAid, which Mike fixed last week, by the way. Next on the list? Sugar. I grabbed the canister out of the pantry, but there was barely any sugar in it. No problem. We had about a third of a 10 kilogram bag in the pantry, so I hauled that out and poured it into the canister. As I watched the sparkling white grains filling the container, I noticed a few darker crumbs pouring out. Hm. Okay, well I could just filter those out when I scooped the sugar into the measuring cup. I kept pouring. What was THAT? Something much larger than a crumb and dark in colour dropped into the bin. Oh boy. There went another one. Wait...is that cat food??? A closer inspection confirmed my fears. There was indeed cat food inside the white sugar. I can only think of a couple of things that could have been grosser than that. But cat food was gross enough. Clearly, the whole canister contained sugar that was contaminated. It was going to have to all get thrown out. That had to be at least 3 kilograms of sugar, which translates to approximately 6 1/2 pounds. That is a HUGE waste!

I had to call Mike immediately, as he was already at the grocery store on his way home from work. He brought me home a smaller bag of sugar, which was good, and I did make the dough. But it has sat in the fridge ever since. Yesterday Cody once again thwarted me from baking them, which is the hardest part of the process as it involves rolling the dough, cutting each cookie out and baking them. The recipe yields more than 100 cookies.

So now my KitchenAid bowl sits in my fridge, full of dough and covered in plastic wrap. On the counter, a large container full of sugar, and cat food. I just can't bring myself to toss that all in the garbage, but I don't know what else to do with it. The idea of baking cookies with that sugar and having small crumbs of cat food inside is enough to make me want to barf. I need to bake the cookies. I just don't want to. But I might get my act together this afternoon and do it.

As for my other plan for the week, the daily vacuuming is still in effect. Well, sort-of. Yesterday was a write-off day in every way, so I did not vacuum then. But the boys still cleaned their toys and I was able to vacuum everything this morning. So even though it is extremely freezing cold outside, our house looks warm and inviting, with sunshine streaming in on almost every side and carpets devoid of toys, and freshly vacuumed. Yep. It is good for my mental well-being, and I certainly need for something around here to benefit my mental health.

Now I'm off to face the music. Somehow I have to decide whether to bake these crazy cookies or not. I know I should. Ugh. Not even the thought of eating them later is doing much to inspire a baking fit. If my kitchen was clean, it would be a different story. I guess that will be my next plan then. Happy Friday, everyone.

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