When my son asked for Paw Patrol cookies for his birthday, I showed him my previous blog post on this topic. Reading it now is hilarious. Paw Patrol has been part of my life for 5ish months now, and it’s hard to remember a time when I didn’t know all of the pups’ names. Or a time when the Paw Patrol theme song wasn’t stuck in my head. But there is the evidence. When I made those cookies, I was totally unaware of the Paw Patrol.
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My big, sweet, funny boy turns ONE on May 31. It has been a busy, happy whirlwind of a year. To celebrate, we are throwing an ocean-themed party for our big big guy. Read more…
I had too many encounters with scary mall Easter Bunnies as a child and as a result, I do not love Easter. But my 7-year old nephew loves Easter. He loves the Easter Bunny, he loves dying eggs, he loves Easter candy– he enjoys all the secular Easter traditions. Now that I have a child, I’m going to give the Easter Bunny another chance. Read more…
A month ago, I knew nothing about Paw Patrol. It is apparently a very big deal for kids of a certain age (and their parents.) A friend asked me to make Paw Patrol cookies for her daughter’s 3d birthday. Of course, I could not resist (she is a seriously great kid and her parents aren’t bad either.) When word got around that I was making these cookies, I was suddenly in the middle of a lot of Paw Patrol conversations. Read more…
When I was pregnant people kept asking me if belly button had popped. I kept repeating that it was not a turkey timer. Eventually, we started calling the baby “turkey.” It stuck. He is almost 6 months old and we still call him Turkey. Fast forward to Thanksgiving and the nickname has become hilarious. On an up note, he has received lots of turkey-themed gifts this Fall and I was gifted a neat turkey cookie cutter. Read more…
My amazing niece, Mari, will be celebrating her third birthday next month. She LOVES animals, especially mice. Her favorite mouse is Mouse Cookie. I cannot wait to see her face when she sees Mouse Cookie on a cookie.
I try to pace my posts this time of year, but inevitably, I end up doing a Christmas Eve blog dump. Read more…
I am a big time doodler. I doodle during meetings at work. I doodle during conference calls. I doodle during regular calls. I doodle a lot, and mostly cookie patterns. Read more…
I got a jump start on holiday cookies this year. Last weekend, I started to make Thanksgiving cookies. I cut out a bunch of circles, intending to revisit the pie cookies I made last year. Read more…
I am still playing around with my new airbrush. For my final set of 2014 Halloween cookies, I used it to create a neat antique effect. Read more…
I am in the middle of a very special cookie project. Most of the cookies are in various stages of completion and are not nearly ready to share. However, these wet-on-wet loons, which took less than 20 minutes to make, are a fantastic preview.
A few weeks ago, two of my favorite people in DC asked me to make cookies for their end of summer party. The best part–“end of summer” was just a ruse. They planned to announce their pregnancy and wanted to use cookies as part of their big announcement. What an honor! Read more…
This week I am making my annual summer visit to my home state, New Hampshire. I love New Hampshire in the summer. When I think back on my childhood, what I remember is beautiful, long summers (I tend to block out the even longer–and much more painful–New Hampshire winters.) Read more…
On New Year’s Eve, I resolved to make fewer cookies in 2014. I blew it on day two. It’s not that I don’t love cookie-ing; I’m just worried that it has become my thing. As in the thing I do.
Seeing as I couldn’t not make cookies for a whole week, it probably actually is my thing and resistance is pointless. And if I’m going to do my thing, I want to do it well. New resolution: make good cookies in 2014.
First, I have to thank my colleague Lester for giving me the title for this post. In an email exchange timestamped 3 am, he questioned the legitimacy of “pollster by day.” It is true; lately I have been a pollster by day and night and those dark quiet hours in between. Read more…
