I know, right.
Super cute, small, and festive. You don’t have to tell me… I already know.
I need to talk to you about christmas presents. I must tell you, I really want one of Joy’s creations. Aren’t they just peachy? Slash are you reading this Mom? Okayyyyyyy good, now can you write this down on one of your gazillion notepads? For reminder’s sake, keep the note with you… at all times. Don’t loose the note. That would be sad. You wouldn’t like it because for the next 12 hours you’d be wondering what insanely important thing it was that you had to do… and forgot about. And I certainly wouldn’t like it, either.
There are some things that make me feel like I’m actually twenty-years-old. I do my own homework, though sometimes I’ll send it over for parental input… just in cases. I buy my own groceries when I need to, though it’s not completely uncommon for me to live off microwavable popcorn, canned soup, and trips to Starbucks for weeks at a time. I have my own check book, I drive a car, I can date. Keep in mind… can is different from do. Don’t judge me.
But most of the time my brain can’t decide whether it wants to be ten-years-old or twenty-years-old. My mom still comes in before I pass out to give me a wet smooch on the cheek, which I’ll always wipe off. I can’t help it… it’s just a habit. Sorry not sorry. I still love marshmallows in my hot chocolate. That will always be the case. I mean seriously, that stuff is gaaaaahhhhhhoooood. My socks will never match. And that’s okay, though I never cease to be told that my left sock is different than my right sock while going through security at the airport. Oh thanks for pointing that out, TSA crew, as if I had absolutely no idea… you guys are definitely doing your job.
Well, today I want to be ten… and I sure hope that’s okay. Because something big happened. MAJOR, actually. I’ve been hit square in the face with these little gems. I’m still a sucker for anything that reminds me of a big, fat, jolly old man in a bright red suit.
Oh, to feel young again.
You might as well call me the grinch… because I’m pretty sure I’ve just stolen your hearts. So hate me, or maybe thank me?
Santa Hat Cookies
adapted from this recipe
20 gingersnap cookies.
20 large strawberries, washed and drained with stems cut.
80g (a little less than 3 oz) white chocolate, melted.
(makes 20 cookies)
Fill a pot halfway with water and heat until boiling. Reduce to a simmer. Place white chocolate in a glass bowl and place over the pot. Whisk constantly until fully melted and smooth.
Meanwhile, place 24 gingersnap cookies on a plate and set aside.
Remove strawberries from the refrigerator and wash under cold water. Pat to dry.
Once chocolate has melted and cooled a little, use a knife and cover each cookie with a thin layer. Press a strawberry onto the tops of each cookie. Top each strawberry with a dollup of chocolate on top.
Nutritional information (2 cookies each): 110 calories, 5g fat (1.5 sat), 15.5g carbs, 1.5g protein