One can only study for so many hours straight. I've enjoyed my day home, puttering around the house a bit, yet mostly curled up with some good books and a mid-term study guide graciously provided by our professor. It is one page delineating what we should know, and it is quite capable of bringing on heart palpitations. [baby steps, Grace, memorize one thing at a time...]
Around 2 I decided to make tonight's casserole, taking a break from memorizing terms about the first century Roman empire. Once those dishes were done I thought that since I seem to so rarely be home a whole day maybe I should spoil the kids with some home made cookies. (this tender motherly thought just barely covers the blatent procastination involved, eh?) Recently I had seen a recipe
here at a blog I've enjoyed entitled "A Work of Heart."
I made those cookies, using the exact recipe except: I had minced pecans so I used those rather than chopped; I ran out of oatmeal, so finished the 2.5 cups with about half steel cut oats (thereby doubling the cost of each cookie); and I had leftover Christmas M&M's, so I subbed those for the chocolate chips. When the recipe called for a two inch ice cream scoop, I will admit, I doubted. In fact I took the first batch out of the oven half way through and squashed them, but that was not necessary...I'm now a believer.
These are some of the best cookies I have ever had. Really. And it is great to make four cookies in one scoop - a lot less puttering.
For the photo below I put a regular sandwich cookie on the rack for comparison sake. Yes, these cookies are large. One just fits in a ziploc sandwich bag - perfect lunch treat. (or, perfect lunch)
Jake's first reaction when he walked in the kitchen?
"WHOA!"
That's all I needed - my mother's heart is full.
Now, back to Gnosticism...
