Christmas Hubris

I hate to push the poem down (READ THE POEM) but I must repeat what I posted on a message board that I frequent, because it's just so holidayish.

I don't bake because I'm exceptionally bad at it. However, since this year is going to be meager present-wise I thought I'd produce a motherlode of cookies and sweets that would create wonderful memories of mom being a Christmasy sort of baker person.
Oh sure.

Anyway, what prompted it was a friend at work giving me some cake balls that her husband had received as a gift and I ate them and my mouth exploded with happiness. So, she scoped out some recipes and this is the one I'm doing.
http://www.smithfield.com/recipes/recip ... cake-balls

It's not too terribly difficult, just labor intensive. Right now I have two batches chilling in the fridge for scooping and covering in a few hours. What presented more of a challenge is that my oven is small and I only have one decent cake pan. Though I did make do with two crappy ones for the chocolate cake.

Anyway, why not make more stuff? So, I'm cooking Seven Layer Magic Bars (the graham cracker crumb, chocolate chip, coconut bar thingie) only it's six layers because we're anti-nuts.

Then I'm going to make lemon bars.
Then I'm going to make gingersnaps.
Then I'm going to make snickerdoodles.
And maybe fudge. Or not. Maybe those saltine/chocolate toffee faker things.

I can't wait to start doing the balls--you have to freeze them after chilling them and making them ball shaped, before you dip them in chocolate. I'll be doing this at midnight.

None of this may get eaten, but I don't care. I'm on a roll.

The six layer monstrosity is cooling right now and actually looks like what it's supposed to. How did that happen? It may taste like shit, but I don't care.

I'm also baking potatoes for twice-baked and I'm going to freeze the extras (I'm cooking seven) because we've had the frozen ones you buy pre-made and they SUCK.

Somebody stop me. I may just take up mending and darning soon.