I have a new Bond Girl name. Have you heard? From now on I shall be referred to as Cookies Galore. Yeah, you heard me. Cookies Galore. After all, I think I earned it.
From 11am to 6pm this past Saturday I did not leave the kitchen. I made Caramel Heavenlies, sugar cookies shaped like trees, sugar cookies shaped like stars and then dipped in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed red & white mints, chocolate truffles, chocolate covered cherry cookies, Mexican wedding cookies, pumpkin spice frosted with cream cheese frosting & sprinkled with nutmeg, ginger snaps and finally, Kim’s Spiced Candied Walnuts.
I filled 15 tins, 2 ghetto-ware containers and 2 plates. Whew, that was a lot of cookies! I enjoyed every minute of it though. I cranked the Christmas tunes and baked. Its only once a year that I do this but it helps to get me in a Christmas frame of mind.
After all that baking Saturday I plopped down on the fainting sofa in the Girl-Cave and watched TV. As I was doing a drive-by of the channels, I noticed A Miracle on 34th Street was on. In all my years I had never seen it. A very young Natalie Wood plays the daughter of a divorcee that works as an executive at Macy’s Department store in NYC over the holidays. My niece bears an uncanny resemblance to Natalie Wood at that age. So much so that I felt very homesick after watching it. Even the facial expressions were the same. Funny enough even as a teenager my niece still resembles her. Something with the eyes. I’ll have to find a picture of my niece when she was young and post it beside Natalie Woods. Cute cute movie!
Yesterday I worked at the Pantry and got loads of stuff done. The phones were ringing and there were a lot of items that needed to be stocked. My husband came down and helped for a while too.
Last night my friend Robert called from Boston. I sometimes don’t know how to help him. He has had a string of dates lately, all bad, and he is very discouraged. He’ll be 44 this summer and he is just beyond ready to settle down and get married.
Last week he called a woman he had met, a 42 year old nurse, and asked her to join him at a holiday party being held this past weekend. She called or texted (can’t remember which) and said she had been very busy (never a good sign) and already had plans to go to a different event. He was disappointed of course. At 1 am Saturday morning he is leaving the party he is at when he receives a drunken text from this woman. She wants to know what he is doing. He calls her and then she explains that she is seeing someone and all. Now I have to ask, why would someone 42 play that sort of game with someone? The hard part is that Robert doesn’t see it this way. He sees it as she must still have an interest in him if she is texting him at all. I explained that it was a game. Thats how some people are. It is quite ridiculous to still be playing those games at this age.
At times I’m brutally honest with him. He’ll tell me things he’s done or said and sometimes I just cringe. He will sometimes get upset with what I have to say but it still doesn’t stop him from calling for advice. And I hope the advice I’m giving is okay. I absolutely adore Robert. I don’t like seeing him being used as a doormat by women who at their age, should really know better. It seems odd at times when I point something out to him, he just can’ t believe it. Most of us learned some of the rules of dating by our teens and twenties. I think Robert has just been out of the loop for a while and has plain forgotten the rules.
After two hours on the phone to Boston, I started to lose my voice. I tried to suggest things like maybe he shouldn’t call as often, or don’t send someone you just met a Facebook friend request –that kind of stuff. Robert likes to over-analyze stuff and I can see sometimes he is driving himself crazy. Funny enough there is a woman who has shown some interest in him. He has not reciprocated this interest so of course she is the one he has been hearing from. My advice to him was to start doing whatever it is he is doing with this woman and apply it to a woman he is interested in. Sounds simple enough, right? Anyways, it was somewhat of an exhausting conversation. I’m not sure if he gets upset because he thinks I’m being a complete witch or because he knows that there may be some truth to what I’m saying. I told him not to worry so much. It’ll happen. Maybe I’ll even be his Best Man someday. He didn’t think that was as funny as I did.
This morning I sent him a text and asked how he was doing. Then I apologized if I came off as too harsh. He texted back that my advice was good. Then he thanked me for being a good friend. Maybe I am doing something right by him after all.
Our office will be closed until the New Year after tomorrow despite my wishes for one more day. I do love this time of year but I have to admit one thing: I am tired! With that, have a great week friends, and I hope each of you finds a little peace within your busy days.
Mrs. Cookies Galore