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Costco is a dangerous destination, full of temptations for an innocent and unwary shopper. Just last week I was overcome by the sight of some familiar round, red tins, all piled high in a tower along the main aisleway.
Cookies! those irresistible Danish butter cookies that we love. We rarely buy them, those guilty goodies that encourage easy snacking, overeating, gluttony. So how did that tin end up in my kitchen? I confess, I'm the shopper who weakened and put it in the cart, fully intending to parcel out the cookies sparingly, maybe even freeze some. Honest, I had good intentions, after all that tin held five pounds of cookie delight (just in case you missed the fine print on the tin above).
Here's the sorry sight a little more than one week later. Sigh! Do you suppose Santa and his elves drop by each night after we've gone to bed? I've heard that they're real cookie fans.
No worry, I'll just add more minutes and miles to next week's exercise schedule... that might take care of the guilt if not the calories. It's certain that the only cookies I bake in December should be for gift packages.
Another certainty - I'll avoid that section of the aisle if I visit Costco again soon!
December seems so festive when the Christmas Ships travel the local waters of Lake Washington and Puget Sound. What a treat it was on Monday night when the whole flotilla cruised past the house, then lingered out in front for a Christmas concert. The weather was perfect, clear and crisp and totally free of wind or rain. In short, a perfect evening for a winter cruise. We bundled up in warm coats, hats and gloves and strolled out to the end of our dock to enjoy the festivities. I'll even admit to joining the onboard choir for a few carols, though they never knew it.
In years past we strung lights on our previous boat, invited some friends for an onboard dinner and joined in the parade. It was an enjoyable evening for the guests and the hostess, with a hot meal and a warm salon for comfort. Brrrr! the Capt. had to remain alert topside, watching out for traffic like the smaller, unlit boats that would zip across the line of travel. It was fun back in the day, when we kept a boat at our home dock. Since Rhapsody is moored elsewhere, we now enjoy viewing the ships from the comfort of shore.
