twinkle, twinkle little fail.

today i started my christmas baking. every year i gather recipes in the hopes i have enough energy and christmas spirit to actually make some. since we have both sides of the family coming to our house this year, i had to step up my game.

aaaand, this is my game.

to be fair, this is the first time i've used star cookie cutters and i'm not impressed. even before i put them in the oven they resembled a deformed version of patrick the starfish from sponge bob square pants.

now, i'm assuming some sort of trimming goes on for pinterest worthy star cookies. seriously, how does one get such perfectly pointed points?

i guess what matters is that they taste good and i didn't burn them. hopefully once they are decorated they'll look a little better. rolled cookies and i don't mix.

thankful.

this morning i woke up nice and early, had a tasty cup of tea and thought 'i'm going to go for a walk while the sun is kind of shining.'

suited up with my gloves, hat and tunes i headed out the door on a mission.

halfway around the block i knew i was in trouble. i started stumbling like a drunk, my legs were seizing up. the pain began and it was excruciating. with tears in my eyes, i turned around and very slowly started back home. i know i was weaving all over the road, dragging my left foot because it felt like it was cased in cement. i hadn't gone very far but i swear it was like a marathon from hell, every step i took my front door moved farther and farther away.
i was crying now, frustrated and discouraged that at 32 i couldn't even make it around the block.
i could see my house, down that hill, i was praying hard that wouldn't fall on my face. it was just a little bit more to go, keep moving. left foot forward, right foot forward. in between sobbing and reminding my self to breathe, i started humming chariots of fire. (cue canned laughter)

i made it home. fell in the front door and laid there screaming and crying. as the pain started to lessen i began to feel thankful. thankful that i could walk half way around the block, it wasn't far, but i did it. thankful for the ability to walk, for my defunct arms and legs that have a mind of their own. thankful that i'm thankful, that my heart hasn't become hardened by this world or by the life i've been given.

i picked myself up off the floor and went to hug a bunny.

then i found this gem:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CwzjlmBLfrQ

cone of shame.

i was at petsmart today and walked past a lady trying on e-collars. yes.

picture for those who have no idea what i'm talking about:

i stood and watched her for a few minutes because it was truly entertaining and intriguing.

i was tempted to ask her if she keeps pulling out her stitches...