I am torn today. Torn at what to write about. Mixing in my mind are cookie-dough thoughts to roll in bowls of sugar. I’ll drop them one-by-one on baking sheets before sliding them into warm ovens where soon the buzzer will ring. My words are done! Delectable bites and delicious morsels will ever so gently be lifted to white paper towels for all to cool. Soon they’ll pop up on the screen.
Occasionally, the recipe is not quite right. I forgot to pinch the salt or add a dash of nutmeg. Worse yet, I left out a whipped egg! Even then, something on the screen will be seen whether it’s good or bad. Today, I’m hesitant to type it there. It’s Christmas time. All things should be merry and gay. That’s not what is on my mind today.