Learn how to make some wet-on-wet baby bottle decorated sugar cookies with this royal icing cookie decorating tutorial!!   My youngest just asked if she should throw her snack wrapper into the “garbage” or the “fake garbage.” I’ve got to say...this explains a lot of things.

Learn how to make some football player decorated sugar cookies for the Big Game with this royal icing cookie decorating tutorial!!  If you only know me from the internet, and have never met me in person... I'm 37% certain  that I come across as stable and calm, incredibly refined and very very much not the kind of person that would ever dance around a room full of cookie decorators to absolutely no music at all....while also singing the theme song to a very popular Disney snow princess movie off key and at the top of my lungs.

Use this cookie decorating tutorial to learn how to make decorated sugar cookies that look like snowflakes!! You know how people are always saying "Never go grocery shopping when you're hungry?" Apparently , that also applies to going to the pharmacy when you are sick.

Use this tutorial to learn how to make decorated sugar cookies that look like graduation tassels! You know how I'm always like, " Ohhh...don't judge me...I've done something absolutely ridiculous but it's okay because people are people and let's forget I'm weird because...COOKIES!! " Well, I'm going to give you a pass on this one and say - "Go ahead and judge friends." Because this one is a little bit past ridiculous. (And that's saying something coming from the girl who wore a 3 foot wide sombrero to the last CookieCon .)

 Use this cookie decorating tutorial to make your own angel decorated sugar cookies for Christmas! I don't know why I love the idea of decorating for Christmas so much. I mean, it's not like those lights have somehow managed to learn to hang themselves perfectly about the house this year. They can't even get along for five minutes. They are always jumbled around in the box refusing to let go of each other even when you have CLEARLY STATED that you are going to send them to time-out if they don't stop fighting by the time you count to three. It's like they're not even listening.

There's not a lot I wouldn't do to get out of mopping on Saturday mornings. Yes. We only mop once a week. Please don't judge me all you mop-loving people out there. You may have heard, I have this uh, condition where my arm falls off when in contact with a mop...Apparently it's a thing. The ever elusive "they" think it might be caused by all the inorganic food I eat. My husband says it's because I stay up too late making cookies. But really... there's no easy way to know the real cause of my mopping aversion. It will always be one of those great life mysteries....like why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle or why do you get hiccups 3 seconds after the baby FINALLY FALLS ASLEEP for the first time in seven and a half days. But as it turns out, something happened last Saturday during the "weekend cleanse" portion of my Saturday morning. It was big. Like....HUGE. I will never be the same again. My life was irrevocably chang...

Ever had one of those days where really the only solution would be bathing in melted chocolate because just EATING it would not be enough? Me too. Today was a perfect storm. We started potty training 3.0 with Miss P. (You know...because 1.0 and 2.0 were utter and complete failures that ended in tears and naps all around.) And she found scissors. And used them. On hair. Her hair. And we are days out from a family picture. And we are remodeling the bathroom. And it gets dark before bedtime. And my jogging stroller has a slashed tire. (Not a FLAT tire, mind you.) AND... there was no mail today. It's like a dream. But not a good dream like when you get to eat at the mashed potato and candy buffet with unicorns and then you fly off to the land of napping and sailing where you are crowned princess of the universe and get your own star chariot that magically turns into a dressing room filled only with clothes that make you look fantastic. But this day was not actually a dream. ...

Once upon a time, I didn't know how to make cookies that looked like anything but a sadly mishapen chocolate chip cookie. And then I watched a hundred million hours of a magical thing called YouTube videos and became an expert in practically everything, but most importantly SUGAR creating things. And it kind of created a little cookie making monster out of me. And I liked that. The end.