Snowflake Iced Sugar Cookies


Go challenge yourself; do something unexpected; something that you’ve always wanted to do, but you’ve always thought you couldn’t.  Oh, by the way, it better be something really awesome.

Like sugar cookies.

They might not be perfect the first time, or the second, or the third.  But, I promise, that by the fourth time you will be marvelous at sugar cookie making.  You’ll be making pretty snowflakes, and giving them to all of those special people in your life for the holidays, who will look at them and say “How do you get your piping so straight?” and you will smile to yourself and feel like a goddess.  Ok, not so much, a goddess per say, but something of the sort.  Others may ask “Where do you learn to do these things?” or “Did you work in a bakery?” And then your little secret might come out: you are a food blog addict.  You have spent an innumerable amount of hours just reading and watching videos on how to perfect your sugar cookies.  Hours that should have been spent cleaning the apartment or making that wedding album that you still haven’t gotten around to doing (and, yes, it has been a year and a half since we got married) or ordering those nail polishes for your aunt that you promised her three months ago.
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One Week in Mexico City

I am certain that my parents instilled my love for travel in the months immediately after my birth.   Before I could even learn how to smile my parents had me on airplanes jetting around Latin America.  I am still discovering places I traveled to during those years that I cannot remember.

My ultimate goal is to become a Century Traveler, by travelling to one hundred countries.  Ok, maybe one hundred countries is a bit much.  Let’s change that to fifty. Fifty would be plenty.  How far along am I?  I am not quite sure, mostly due to Caribbean cruises.  Seriously, all those islands that you stop at just start meshing together.  So after a perfunctory list I just created I am at twenty-one, plus those Caribbean islands.
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