I started to write an entirely different post, about cookie baking and eggnog and how awesome it all is - started to write it before I made cookies and sampled eggnog again.
I'm sitting here with heartburn from eating some lovely imported Gouda cheese. Eggnog doesn't taste nearly as awesome as I remember, either. It's amazing how the food I lived on all my life now makes me feel gross. Of course, my daughter is not sorry - her mostly vegan mom is cooking a traditional dinner on Christmas, so she'll be taking home a ton of great leftovers and won't have to buy groceries for two days! And I'll be whimpering back to my weird healthy greens and stuff.
Our cookie baking afternoon was a flop - it was more Mommy's and Grandma's idea than Delaney's, and all she wanted to do was watch movies and chatter and build with Legos. She had zero interest in baking and decorating sugar cookies, which is a really good thing. I made the supposedly awesome Ultimate Sugar Cookie recipe, because their chocolate chip recipe actually is quite good. The sugar cookie dough felt greasy and was hard to work with, and the cookies are flavorless blobs of flour and sugar. I have decades of successful cookie making behind me, so I don't think it's me. Color us not impressed.
Cookie baking was a flop, but movies were a hit. I hadn't seen Brave before and really enjoyed it, and then Delaney announced that she wanted to watch Princess Tiana (The Princess and the Frog) again. Mom hadn't seen it, so it turned into a Disney movie marathon, and we had a great time, and we didn't need the damn cookies anyway.
It's warm - very warm, like pushing 80 - for the next few days, but Christmas Day is supposed to be cool and clear and bright and perfect. I'm not "ready," but I have a path to the holiday finish line.