I am my own worst critic.
It isn't too often that I am completely pleased with things I make.
After I decorate my cookies I hide them away for a few hours and then go back and look at them, hoping that my opinion has changed for the better.
With that being said, I think these cookies are the prettiest I have ever made.
That was humble, wasn't it?
They may not be technically perfect, but I adore the colors and old fashioned feeling they have.
They remind me of vintage wallpaper or fabric.
And do you want to know the really crazy part?
I had absolutely no idea where I was going with these.
I just mixed up some pretty colors and let loose.
I had originally thought I might paint on them with food coloring, but SOMETHING held me back from the paint brushes.
Thank you SOMETHING.
Inspiration is such a funny thing.
You can't force it - or at least I can't.
It comes to me at unexpected times almost like it has a life of it's own.
And I am very happy and grateful when it does :)
I mailed these darlings off to my eldest son Drew, and his wife Genevieve. Drew is in med school and Genevieve is getting her masters/Phd in psychology. They have been studying their brains out so I thought they could use a sweet treat.
Drew's birthday is coming up, and I asked him what he wanted as a gift. I did a double take when I read his email requesting a knot/suture tying practice kit - I had no idea they even made such a thing.
Shhhhhhh, don't tell him I ordered it!