My grandma was always baking something from pies to breads to any yummy treat. I would eat her bread with nothing on it and was always happy when she was baking us goodies.
She never ate her delicious creations, because my grandma was diabetic. But her house was always filled with the aroma of something baking in the oven.
I wasn’t big on baking, but recently have been doing it a lot. Why? Cause I make the treats for other people. I like to see them smile and get excited that I bought treats for them.
This is why I think my grandma baked all those delectable desserts, because she liked seeing our joyous reaction.
Fridays are, definitely, a cookie night. Since February, every Friday night has been insane. Last night, I wished I would have taken cookies to work to deal with the stress…LOL. The stress is not that bad for me, but I could tell the nurses were stressed out.
They are BUSY when we are full. It’s probably a three martini night (or the whole vodka bottle) when it’s respiratory season and they are constantly being pulled in different directions, because all the patients need help at the same time.
Now, I know take cookies on Fridays.
I’m baking cookies and using my handy Lg Tablet (it’s a mini laptop). I haven’t used it much so I still need to learn what is on it. And figure out if it has a program like Microsoft Word. But I really like it, because it’s compact.
It’s amazing how technology has evolved. Who would have thought that what we saw on the Jetsons cartoon would exist, Skype. I’m still waiting for the pretty masks that Mrs. Jetson used if her makeup and hair weren’t done and someone called…lol.
It was really busy at work last night. Well, every night is busy since it’s respiratory season. I was running around from one floor to another floor trying to get the admissions ready for the patients that were being transferred to the inpatient units.
I had to get a bed for one room, so I called the new department that was taking care of transporting the beds to the rooms. The transport person told me I had to put the request into the computer.
Since it was so hectic, I snapped at her that I never got an email about this new way to request a bed. (Actually, I did get an email. I just hadn’t read it yet) After I got snippy with her, I felt bad, because I knew they were just as busy as us and they were having to deal with this new way to requests beds, too.
I have to give a Shout out Hug to the nurses I work with. They are so understanding and when it’s crazy at work they do what they can to alleviate my work load, since I’m the only assistant there. This is why I make the cookies to show my appreciation for their help.
After it slowed down at work, I thought about my snippy attitude and told myself to go to my Happy place and be Zen.
I realized that it was my choice to be Iritated and Bitchy or Happy and Nice. I chose Happy.
Power to Choose
When someone brings donuts or cookies or candy, people are instantly happy. What is it about sugary treats that makes us excited and smile?
Is it the little party we have in our mouth when we eat the sugary snack?
Is it the fact someone took the time to make or get the treat?
Or is it because for a few minutes eating the tasty sweets makes us happy and relieves stress?
A co-worker told me she brought donuts and I did a happy dance before rushing to get one…lol.
In order to achieve fluffy cookies, the butter MOST be room temperature. I didn’t think it was super important that the butter was room temperature so I melted it a bit in the microwave.
HUGE mistake! I had six dozen cookies turn out flat and not fluffy pretty like in the picture where I made a successful batch of cookies.
Remember to take the butter out either the night before if you’re making cookies in the morning. Or in the morning if you’re making them that night.
You’ll create cookies that are addictive and all who sample them will love you.