Just like everything else I post.
But this one is promoting something. What, exactly, besides my own brand of questionable humor? My other blog.
You all know I have another blog, right?
It's okay if you don't, as it's only a few weeks old. I have other aspects to my personality than what you read about here, and this other blog showcases one of those very sides.
(Other sides about me include my Marilu Henner-like memory, affinity for poetry, and membership in the jelly of the month club.)
(Okay, maybe not that last one.)
Every December since 2004, I have baked a different kind of cookie every day until Christmas Eve. I like to bake, and this generally cures me of that desire until the next year. Last year, I started posting my cookies on Facebook, and people wanted the recipes. It was too hard to keep up. This year, I have a blog.
|Angry Gingerbread Man is going to cut you.|
It's informative, but not as PG-13 as this blog. I have to be able to point my aunts and church ladies to the link, so I keep it relatively G rated.
(But if they're able to find this blog from that one, all bets are off.)
So come over, read my baking experiences and try some of the recipes. I want to be Pioneer Woman famous.
But you know, only for a month.
And to anyone that reads that blog, I plan to use mother f-ing cardamom in every recipe from now on.
(You'll get it once you read the other blog.)
And the real kicker in all of this is: I started a new job this week, have to get my grad school application in by the 15th, and oh yeah, I'm doing low-carb and can't eat one GD cookie.
Merry Christmas from your local martyr.