Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Polaroid Vintage Love... Cookies
You know that moment when inspiration hits you? Your eyes widen, the old bulb burns brighter, the chorus of Hallelujah bursts forth (I sing a lot while I'm baking). That was how this polaroid cookie idea was for me. It just hit me and I knew I HAD to make these cookies. The only problem was I didn't have time to play and indulge in my cookie fantasy, so it marinated: I visualized them, I dreamt about them for weeks; this idea just wouldn't let go! So, finally I had some time last night and the idea that wouldn't die came to life.
This was a completely selfish project as my children went hungry last night while I painted my pictures, until Mr. John saw I had that glassy-eyed, paintbrush wielding look that told him food would not be forthcoming, and grabbed some Taco Bell (he is such a gem!) I think I might have even hissed at him?
So I'm glad to say, I am no longer a woman posessed. I got my idea down on cookie. The Hallelujah chorus in my head has quieted... for now.