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If I were  to pick one thing that scares me, do you know what I would pick?

EVERYTHING!

No surprise. After all, in the past 8 months of being a mommy, I’ve had quite a few freakouts already. Like this one, or this one

But, those are already old news, as I’ve already discovered new things to freak out about. In fact, I have so many that I made a list. Am I the only one who does that?

 

  1. That I have screwed up as a mother and created a hybrid of all of mine and Mr. Man’s worst qualities. (Needy, opinionated, self-centered…)
  2. Never sleeping again. We’re in the process of stopping changing our co-sleeping arrangement and I am stalling because I remember how hard it was in the very beginning when I was up every 2 hours. I don’t know if I can do that again. Which brings me to…
  3. Having more children. I can hardly keep myself together with just 1 baby, how do people do it when they have more kids?
  4. The discipline and parenting part of being a parent. Until now my main job has been to feed and clothe Buddy Bear, but now I have to help him become a mature and responsible person who loves God and works hard and, and… *freakout* This is hard!
  5. My baby growing up. One day, very soon my baby will not be a baby but a grown up man. He’s already growing up too fast!
  6. His diet of Cheerios. I swear, some days all he eats in the solid food department is Cheerios! Yes, they’re easy to eat on the run but I have a feeling there should be more variation in his diet.
  7. That I won’t be able to love our other children as much as I love my Buddy Bear
  8. That I will never be caught up on the laundry. Seriously, I can work all day on doing laundry and the next day we have a full hamper of dirty laundry. For real?
  9. That my children will discover that my Top-Secret-Super-Delicious-Mom’s-Special-Recipe for Chocolate Chip Cookies is on the back of the chocolate chip bag…
  10. Discovering that all the time Buddy Bear has spent in proximity to my laptop during our nursing marathons has given him superpowers… What? I never said it was rational!

Am I the only one that has fears like this? Is there anything that you worry about in your current stage of life?

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The Process to Satisfaction: Day 3

Its day 3 of our little expedition to yumminess and I am ready for some true satisfaction, ahem, Samoas. That’s what I meant. Samoas, Samoas, Samoas.

My favourite food group is actually caramel, followed closely by chocolate and then cream cheese. I live a very balanced life I think.  Until now. Because of THAT allergy. Which Buddy Bear WILL outgrow. Because I have decided he will.  But I think you’re pretty fantastic and if I were you, I would want me to share how to finish making those Samoas that have been taunting you for the last couple of days. So, where were we?

Oh yes, the caramel.

I discovered that our local supermarket sold caramels in their bulk section for like 60 cents for 100g instead of the usual $3 for a little bag of them. I was sold and I went to town on these suckers, I think I ploughed through two pounds of these before I ever got around to making those Samoas.

 

 

Unfortunately I discovered that there are a LOT of wrappers on 12 ounces of caramels. My thumbs got a little numb after shelling all those caramels. I definitely was starting to question whether this was a good idea. But it is! You will forget the pain as soon as you bite into that first Samoa! Remind you of what they told you about giving birth? No comment…

Once the caramel and coconut was all mixed together, I definitely was tempted to just sit down with the bowl and pound through it in one sitting. I didn’t, but was it ever tempting!

I had trouble “smoothing it out” with a spatula, so I just sprayed my hands with Pam (well knock-off Pam but I won’t go there again) and squished it down onto my crust from yesterday.  And in the name of honesty, I just drizzled the tops with melted chocolate chips instead of individually dipping each square in melted chocolate. No, its not the ‘traditional Samoa’ but I don’t have any preconceived notions about Girl Scout cookies, so laziness works for me!

 

 

All your hard work has paid off. I promise you, you’re going to enjoy these. I don’t like straight milk, but I’m sure these would be delicious with a tall glass of milk. And if you want to make me some dairy-free caramel that doesn’t taste nasty so I can enjoy these, I will be forever indebted to you. Or at least until my next craving for dairy strikes. ..

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My mouth just died and went to heaven.

Because I just had the TurDucken of cookies.

And it was good.

Very good.

 

And then my heart hurt.

 

Because of this.





 

The TurDucken of all cookies! An Oreo stuffed inside a peanut butter cookie. It was so good. And so bad. And because I am so good I will share with you how I made it.

I used this recipe for Peanut Butter Cookies as a jumping off point. Except that my darling niece (Penny’s sweet baby) is allergic to milk. So that means that not only is butter unacceptable for making cookies, but margarine is too! (Did you know that margarine has milk in it? I did not until several days ago) So, seeing as I was already signing my death certificate by making these cookies, I threw caution to the wind and used shortening instead of margarine/butter. (Hey, at least I didn’t use lard! I was tempted though because it was 20 cents cheaper!)

At this point, I had to taste the cookie dough and see if it was going to be ok. It was. Kind of. It gave me a bit of a greasy mouth feel that I was less than pleased about. But that was ok, because then I didn’t stop right here and eat the entire bowl of cookie dough.

Not that I’ve ever done that before…

You know how the recipes always say to blend your flour and baking powder/soda together in a separate bowl before adding it? See that little teaspoon sized clump of baking soda? You can see it, because I never do the separate bowl thing. Separate bowls make more dishes, and I hate dishes. I wonder if this habit has a detrimental effect on my baking? Hmm…


At this point, Buddy Bear has thrown up on himself. Again. For the third time since I started these cookies. Should I have been concerned? Probably, but he was all smiles so I wiped up the spit-up, and soldiered on with the cookies.


The cookie dough is hanging out in the fridge right now. That’s my little secret for yummy cookies. Always chill the dough before shaping and baking. It makes them a little tighter and more caramely. Carmelized? Carmelicious? You know what I mean. Fantastic cookies with the right mix of chewy and melty and good. If you don’t know what I mean, come to my house and I will show you with your very own chocolate chip cookie of awesome.


This was my first attempt at getting the cookie dough to ‘mate’ with the Oreo. I took two big globs of dough, snuck the Oreo inbetween and rolled it into a ball. In my opinion it was too big and the cookie to Oreo ratio was way off, so I tried another technique…


I put some dough on the pan and then smushed the Oreo into the middle of it. This technique was even worse than the first one. Finally, I ended up squishing two small pieces of dough into flatter shapes and shaping it around the Oreo like a little sandwich/calzone of cookies. I think this worked the best, so that’s what I did for the rest of them.

Popped them in the oven for about 12ish minutes and tada!


A miracle was born!

 

I was quite leery of how this creation would taste, with its fusion of cookie and especially the shortening business. But when combined with the artificial taste of the Oreo, it was delicious! It didn’t taste like the typical peanut butter cookie, but that’s ok because its not typical!

So so yummy. Wrong and fattening and bad for you. But it still tasted so good!

Ok, I admit about a half hour after I ate the first Penoreo, my heart felt a little sick and my mouth tasted like shortening. But that might could be attributed to the 1 (or 6) Oreos I had during assembly (for quality control!) Either way, I would still eat these and like it!

You should eat them too. You would like it.

Unless you hate everything delicious.

But you don’t. So eat these.

 

My mouth just died and went to heaven.

Because I just had the TurDucken of cookies.

And it was good.

Very good.

 

And then my heart hurt.

 

Because of this.

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The TurDucken of all cookies! An Oreo stuffed inside a peanut butter cookie. It was so good. And so bad. And because I am so good I will share with you how I made it.

 

I used this recipe for Peanut Butter Cookies as a jumping off point. Except that my darling niece (Penny’s sweet baby) is allergic to milk. So that means that not only is butter unacceptable for making cookies, but margarine is too! (Did you know that margarine has milk in it? I did not until several days ago) So, seeing as I was already signing my death certificate by making these cookies, I threw caution to the wind and used shortening instead of margarine/butter. (Hey, at least I didn’t use lard! I was tempted though because it was 20 cents cheaper!)

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At this point, I had to taste the cookie dough and see if it was going to be ok. It was. Kind of. It gave me a bit of a greasy mouth feel that I was less than pleased about. But that was ok, because then I didn’t stop right here and eat the entire bowl of cookie dough.

Not that I’ve ever done that before…

Andme, mommy 018.JPG

You know how the recipes always say to blend your flour and baking powder/soda together in a separate bowl before adding it? See that little teaspoon sized clump of baking soda? You can see it, because I never do the separate bowl thing. Separate bowls make more dishes, and I hate dishes. I wonder if this habit has a detrimental effect on my baking? Hmm…

 

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At this point, Buddy Bear has thrown up on himself. Again. For the third time since I started these cookies? Should I have been concerned? Probably, but he was all smiles so I wiped up the spit-up, and soldiered on with the cookies.

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The cookie dough is hanging out in the fridge right now. That’s my little secret for yummy cookies. Always chill the dough before shaping and baking. It makes them a little tighter and more caramely. Carmelized? Carmelicious? You know what I mean. Fantastic cookies with the right mix of chewy and melty and good. If you don’t know what I mean, come to my house and I will show you with your very own chocolate chip cookie of awesome.

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This was my first attempt at getting the cookie dough to ‘mate’ with the Oreo. I took two big globs of dough, snuck the Oreo inbetween and rolled it into a ball. In my opinion it was too big and the cookie to Oreo ratio was way off, so I tried another technique…

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I put some dough on the pan and then smushed the Oreo into the middle of it. This technique was even worse than the first one. Finally, I ended up squishing two small pieces of dough into flatter shapes and shaping it around the Oreo like a little sandwich/calzone of cookies. I think this worked the best, so that’s what I did for the rest of them.

Popped them in the oven for about 12ish minutes and tada!

Andme, mommy 098.JPG

A miracle was born!

 

I was quite leery of how this creation would taste, with its fusion of cookie and especially the shortening business. But when combined with the artificial taste of the Oreo, it was delicious! It didn’t taste like the typical peanut butter cookie, but that’s ok because its not typical!

So so yummy. Wrong and fattening and bad for you. But it still tasted so good!

Ok, I admit about a half hour after I ate the first Penoreo, my heart felt a little sick and my mouth tasted like shortening. But that might could be attributed to the 1 or 6 Oreos I had during assembly (for quality control!) Either way, I would still eat these and like it!

My mouth just died and went to heaven.

Because I just had the TurDucken of cookies.

And it was good.

Very good.

 

And then my heart hurt.

 

Because of this.

 

 

The TurDucken of all cookies! An Oreo stuffed inside a peanut butter cookie. It was so good. And so bad. And because I am so good I will share with you how I made it.

 

I used this recipe for Peanut Butter Cookies as a jumping off point.  Except that my darling niece (Penny’s sweet baby) is allergic to milk. So that means that not only is butter unacceptable for making cookies, but margarine is too! (Did you know that margarine has milk in it? I did not until several days ago) So, seeing as I was already signing my death certificate by making these cookies, I threw caution to the wind and used shortening instead of margarine/butter. (Hey, at least I didn’t use lard! I was tempted though because it was 20 cents cheaper!)

 

At this point, I had to taste the cookie dough and see if it was going to be ok. It was. Kind of. It gave me a bit of a greasy mouth feel that I was less than pleased about. But that was ok, because then I didn’t stop right here and eat the entire bowl of cookie dough.

Not that I’ve ever done that before…

 

You know how the recipes always say to blend your flour and baking powder/soda together in a separate bowl before adding it? See that little teaspoon sized clump of baking soda? You can see it, because I never do the separate bowl thing. Separate bowls make more dishes, and I hate dishes. I wonder if this habit has a detrimental effect on my baking? Hmm…

 

 

At this point, Buddy Bear has thrown up on himself. Again. For the third time since I started these cookies? Should I have been concerned? Probably, but he was all smiles so I wiped up the spit-up, and soldiered on with the cookies.

 

The cookie dough is hanging out in the fridge right now. That’s my little secret for yummy cookies. Always chill the dough before shaping and baking. It makes them a little tighter and more caramely. Carmelized? Carmelicious? You know what I mean. Fantastic cookies with the right mix of chewy and melty and good. If you don’t know what I mean, come to my house and I will show you with your very own chocolate chip cookie of awesome.

 

This was my first attempt at getting the cookie dough to ‘mate’ with the Oreo. I took two big globs of dough, snuck the Oreo inbetween and rolled it into a ball. In my opinion it was too big and the cookie to Oreo ratio was way off, so I tried another technique…

 

I put some dough on the pan and then smushed the Oreo into the middle of it. This technique was even worse than the first one. Finally, I ended up squishing two small pieces of dough into flatter shapes and shaping it around the Oreo like a little sandwich/calzone of cookies. I think this worked the best, so that’s what I did for the rest of them.

Popped them in the oven for about 12ish minutes and tada!

 

A miracle was born!

 

I was quite leery of how this creation would taste, with its fusion of cookie and especially the shortening business.  But when combined with the artificial taste of the Oreo, it was delicious! It didn’t taste like the typical peanut butter cookie, but that’s ok because its not typical!

So so yummy. Wrong and fattening and bad for you. But it still tasted so good!

Ok, I admit about a half hour after I ate the first Penoreo, my heart felt a little sick and my mouth tasted like shortening. But that might could be attributed to the 1 or 6 Oreos I had during assembly (for quality control!) Either way, I would still eat these and like it!

You should eat them too. You would like it.

Unless you hate everything delicious.

But you don’t. So eat these.

You should eat them too. You would like it.

Unless you hate everything delicious.

But you don’t. So eat these.

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