Do Good!

One more post before I start my flurry of holiday baking.  Actually, I only have 5 batches (that will make about 22 dozen cookies).  My husband wants to limit my stress.  Really he wants me not to be stressed out so then I don't get crabby and take it out on him.  Plus I did recently have surgery and I am supposed to "take it easy".  Turns out, I don't know how to do that. 

This brings us to batch #364 White chocolate (pecan) holiday cookies

Two days ago, I made this batch of 10 dozen cookies to bring to the nurses at the hospital where I had my surgery.  I've brought cookies during 2 out of 3 of my hospital stays from when I gave birth, and I completely forgot to make a batch beforehand for this hospital stay.  It's not like I was preoccupied with my illness or anything. 

Two days ago, my daughter and I brought the cookies to the hospital.  I absentmindedly forgot my wallet - meaning we could not park in the convenient ramp connected to the hospital.  So I found street parking about 3 blocks away in a spot that I'm pretty sure was okay to park in, I looked at all the signs posted about permit parking and no parking, but I wasn't 100% confident.  So I wanted to be quick.  We were walking to the hospital and I realized I forgot my phone in the car (this was a sign that I was "doing too much").  I decided to run the block and a half back to the car to grab my phone (because I wanted to be quick due to my uncertainty of said parking spot).  Running a few weeks after major abdominal surgery - that's just stupid.  I paid for it.

But alas, I did deliver the batch of cookies to the nurses!

Also on this "Do Good" day of ours, I donated a bridesmaid dress to Operation Glass Slipper - finally - it's been sitting either in my car or our mudroom lockers for over a year now.

I also took the kids to a toy store so that they could pick out and donate their "Toys for Tots" toys. 
I may be pushing the Do Good for others idea too hard (as I made my kids a couple weeks ago go through all the toys they don't use anymore and donate them to a shelter), because Joey on the car ride home said "I'm kind of tired of helping out other kids".