Blogmas Day 16: Sugar Cookies


On Sunday I had this wild idea that I was going to make a bunch of different Christmas Cookies. Sugar Cookies, peppermint cookies, chocolate crinkle cookies, and those ones with the jelly in the middle. Still no idea what they’re called…

I’ve never been a fan of baking. Not as a child or as an adult but for some reason this was the year. This year I was going to make the assortment of classic Christmas cookies. With zero plans, 1 cookie sheet, a mini rolling pin, and baking ingredients that have been through TWO moves. I was going for it.

I started with the cookie I had all the ingredients for. The Sugar Cookie. Found my ‘perfect’ recipe on Pinterest and got to work.


Once the dough was done I realized I needed a rolling pin. Thank the lord I purchased this ridiculously undersized one a few months ago. I’d skip the mini and go for the big one. Lesson learned, size does matter.

After I rolled out my first clump of dough I thought about all the cute cutouts I could do: Angels, trees, snowmen, and gingerbread men. To bad I only had 1 weird snowflake,  2 stars, and some pumpkins. Again, zero planning. Luckily I was able to convince Allison to help!


We cut out enough to fill the one and only cookie sheet I have. Since it was the cheapest one at Walmart it fit a whole 8-10 cookies…again, size does matter. Also quantity. Sometimes one just won’t cut it.

After about 8 or 9 rounds of 8 minutes in the oven all the dough was cooked! And not a single burnt cookie. Don’t look at those weird rounds ones. I was done cutting out cookies and ready to end my baking endeavor.


The sugar cookies consumed about 4 hours of my life. They’re delicious but a few lessons were learned.

I’m not a cookie cutter mom, metaphorically, literally or at all.

Size does matter.

All good things time time. Including butter, it needs time to soften over night.

Anything worth doing is worth taking the time to plan.

And lastly, I hate baking.


I stopped at Sugar Cookies. Making the frosting tipped me over the edge of being DONE. I’ll go to the bakery and buy the rest and save my sanity.



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