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(Not) Suzie Homemaker

Some days I just feel like a failure.  Even though the baby is fed and rested, the house is a disaster, dishes are dirty, fruit flies are a buzzin’ and the only food I’ve made consists of pouring cereal from the box to the bowl.

I am not Suzie Homemaker.  If you think I am?  You’ll be disappointed.

The Hubs has been asking for cookies… for a while now.  I convinced him to marry me with my stunning cookie baking skills and my delicious chocolate chip cookies.  Except, I’m pretty sure I haven’t baked cookies in six and a half months (since right before Cameron was born).

I decided to make him cookies two weekends ago.  That didn’t happen.  So, I decided to bake him cookies this past weekend.  That didn’t happen.  So, I made him cookies tonight.

To tell you the truth, I am the only person who hates my own chocolate chip cookies.  I am not a huge fan of chocolate chip cookies in general, but I do make them often because they’re oh-so-loved by everyone else (especially The Hubby).  When I told Dan that I would make cookies, I asked if he would be disappointed if they weren’t my chocolate chip cookies.  I like chocolate chip oatmeal cookies, so I was hoping to try making those.

I googled my way to a baking blog and found this recipe for chocolate chip oatmeal cookies.

I got out my ingredients and started mixing.

One cup of each butter, sugar, and brown sugar.

Cream together.

Beat in two eggs (one at a time), 2 tablespoons of milk, and two teaspoons of vanilla extract.

Two cups of flour and one teaspoon of each baking soda, baking powder, and salt, mixed together in a separate bowl.

Add flour mixture to sugar mixture and slowly mix.

At this point my magical mixer needed to be put away and I was forced to mix everything else by hand (the recipe calls for this).  I stirred in two and a half cups of oats and a bag of milk chocolate chips (my husband’s favourite!).

I placed one inch balls of dough onto a parchment covered cookie sheet.

Baked at 350 degrees for 10-13 minutes.

Finally, the only thing left to do was eat the darned things.

Oh, and lick the dough.  That’s my favourite part!

So, how were they?  Well, I asked my husband what he thought of them:

Oh, they’re terrible.  Just awful.  In fact, you just shouldn’t even try them.   I wouldn’t want to ruin your self confidence or anything.  In kindness to you, I will sacrifice myself and eat them all.

Thanks hun.  You’re a real gentleman.

So, maybe I’m not quite Suzie Homemaker.   But I do make pretty good cookies.

About Laura O'Rourke

I’m Laura. Wife to Dan. Mama to Cameron and Gavin. Blogger. Photographer. I’ve been declared “baby crazy” by my husband. I’ve been blogging since 2003 when I was a teenager. My first blog post ever begged forgiveness for all the future blog posts that would follow. Consider that still in effect. I met my husband through blogging, I planned a wedding while blogging, and we tweeted the births of both of our sons. Consider this my memoir, my legacy, my letter to my children and my hand reaching out to other Moms. I love being a wife. I love being a Mom. I love blogging. And I can’t wait to meet you.


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