Gingerbread Cookies

Yesterday I woke up with a pounding headache for what ever reason (probably from a crumb of gluten me thinks).  Anyway, I had a long list of things I needed to get done before Christmas so I was trying to madly sew while my head pounded at every stitch.  I had trouble sewing straight, ripping out seams left and right, ruining a zipper trying to rip out a seam.... yeah, not a good sewing day for me.  I could hear the time ticking away, slipping into oblivion, inching Christmas ever closer to my unfinished projects.

Suddenly an unexpected interruption knocked at the door.  An invitation to a cookie decorating party at the neighbour's..... I looked at my mess, then looked at the clock, then put my boots on and walked out the door.  The neighbour's house smelled of warm spice and my son was already there acting like he was the top cookie chef, handing out freshly baked cookies to people and coming up with his own little creations like the Mom and baby cookie or the baby in the heart cookie.  He made those especially for me.

It was rather therapeutic to sit there and decorate cookies while soaking up the festive ambiance.  I wanted to stay there all day as I felt my body settle into a happy buzz.  Sadly, it was short lived as the baby needed her nap and I really had to get back to the mound of fabric sitting on the kitchen table.  I will, however, savour that blissful moment for days.