Trial run on Raya cookies!

Soooo! I had like this major fight with my parents like 2 days back. Caught in the middle of a disciplinary session of "Why Da Doll Does NOT Have The Right To Take Anything She Wants Merely Because She Wants It"....a heavily emo session ensued, and tears were shed, feelings were trampled, and tantrums were rife.

Gah.

That night, I sat down to my two favourite recipe books and pored through possible Raya contributions. I guess family turmoil is best resolved with domesticity. How.....revealing. In an utterly...sad...way :p

After narrowing down my choices to 5 possibles and writing the list of ingredients I would need, I got cracking on Sunday, after playing kitten-police (this is where you referee all kitten fights, clean up after kittens and their unfortunate "bed-wetting" experiences, save a kitten from a curtain, and another kitten from self-strangulation on a shopping bag etc...) I grabbed Da Doll and we marched up and down the aisles of Cold Storage.

Et, voila!!! I have 4 containers filled with sugar cookies and truffles. My press line gang (Second Sib and Da Doll) were busy coating the truffles with all sorts of toppings, and got busy with the colored icing and left-over decorations on the sugar cookies which turned out, while superficially retarded, were at least damned tasty :)

Just gotta say: Chocolate truffles are dead easy to make. And so are sugar cookies. But, you know. Because you can't go wrong even with re-adjusted measurements, you don't need to worry about taste-testing the product during assembly. Hehe. Cuz. You know, us puasa month freaks...we can't rely on a 7 year old's taste buds :)

*My smiley-faced cookie got "enhanced" with rainbow sprinkle hair and a chocolate nose :p

So, anyways. Here I am. Monday morning...well, afternoon, now....I had thought I'd catch a movie, but I'm really comfortable where I am. I don't think I'll go to the gym either. Laziness in part, but I'm also not looking forward to sweating for 2 hours without a drink. I don't know how my sister does it. She works out at lunch.

I'm suspecting a serious disorder on her part. And no, won't go into that. She's a size 2 and thinks she needs to lose weight :p

I'm wrapping this up or this post will never get done :)