My baking pantry is dangerous. Over the last month, I've baked something nearly every Sunday.
Not good for my boobs. I wish I could say butt, but the fat never goes there.
Moving on.
One Sunday I made these-
The chocolate chip cookies weren't such a big deal because I only like cookies right out of the oven. This recipe made 5 dozen cookies. I took a dozen to work, and Chris pretty much ate the rest throughout the week.
Yeah.
Then there was the pumpkin pie that I made. Oh Em Gee.
I'm going to lie to you and tell you I didn't eat the whole pie and a tub of cool whip over the course of a week.
But I really did because Chris HATES pumpkin pie and I couldn't let it go to waste now could I?
Geez.
Not pictured? The Pioneer Woman sheet cake, brownies out of a box, or banana bread.
I'm telling you. Holiday baking hasn't even started yet. Of course, my phone is already ringing off of the hook for requests...but at least those I can give away.



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