(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.

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