Cookies, anyone?!

Christmas has come and gone, and I still have cookies.. 

Our Christmas Eve celebration began early Sunday morning.  I was busy arranging my Christmas Eve appetizer buffet.  I do it every year, and I always tend to make a lot of stuff, but I enjoy it, and I like how festive the kitchen table always looks.  We had a large veggie plate, a large fruit plate, a cheese and cracker/seafood plate, a Mexican dip/chip plate, a deli pesto plate, a turkey roll sandwich plate, (thank you Costco)and of course a whole other table in the other room of desserts that included about 8 dozen cookies, with chocolate candies...etc..  Fortunately, my youngest was being a little angel that morning, so I had no interuptions as I tried my best to decorate the plates as artiscally as I could with my fancy lettuce. 

At noon, the doorbell rang, and I was surprised to see my neighbors, Mary and Jim Stewart at my door.  (No, I don't think they are related to either Martha or Jimmy.)  Mary Stewart presented me with a ribbon wrapped, homemade loaf of bread.  I gave them both a Christmas hug, which I believe surprised Mr. Stewart a little, but, heck..it's Christmas, right?  I had to do something--I didn't have anything to give them in return.  They probably left thinking I had already spiked up the egg nog, but, again...who cares. 

My brother in law came over first with his family, who feasted upon my buffet table.  Then the phone rang, and ironically, it was my ex-husband who wanted to talk about alternative ways for me to collect my child support..  As I was talking on the phone, in comes in the rest of the crew:  My mom and my brother and his wife, her parents and their kids.  I was as pleasant as possible on the phone.  I didn't tell him what I really felt about his "situation", but reminded him that it was Christmas Eve, and that I had company, and it wasn't the best time to discuss his "situation" now. I told him we would "talk about it" at another time.. (yeah, right).  Thankfully, there was still a lot of food to go around.  Unfortunately, my daughter, and niece and nephews all were working on Christmas Eve (No day is sacred when you work in retail) and not all of my family was there, but despite the phone call, it was a nice get together just the same.

My mom and my brother and his family left a few hour later, and just after my daughter got home from work, the turkey came out of the oven.  We had my famous (the kids call it famous) pork roast with current jelly gravy, turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, sweet potatoes (with marshmallow), broccoli/cauliflower/green bean/red pepper plate, corn, green salad, and some other dishes that for the life of me, I don't remember.  Thankfully, no one left the table before having seconds, and the boys at the table were in utter silence--while eating away--(that is a good sign).  No one left the table hungry.

So out on the other table, in the dining room, near the kitchen my cookies were left waiting.  The waited there near side my cherry, pudding, whipped creme soufflé, and peppermint chocolate cake, next to the M&M's and the fancy chocolates, and gold wrapped Ferrers...  Just waiting there..  I made the coffee, and watched my brother in law and his fiancée try and eat even more food..  None of the kids were hungry, and everyone "rolled" out of my house into the Christmas Eve night.

My cookies, basically untouched..

I thought I would be able to get rid of them all Christmas morning.  After the morning rampage of present unwrapping, I got out my biggest glass platter and decorated it with as many cookies as I could get on it.  I arranged them in a decorative manner as best as I could, and I must admit to you, that I did do a pretty decent job.  When it was time to go over to my brothers for Christmas dinner, and I was sure that I would eventually be able to get rid of at least half of them.  I placed the cookies right there on their coffee table, among the OTHER plates of cookies... 

When it was time to go, I brought the platter of cookies back with me.  My platter was untouched. 

 

Today, I took the day off.  I'm going to work tomorrow however, and I intend to get rid of these cookies, even if it means bagging them all up and placing them in everyone's in basket.  Wish me luck.