Sugar cookies and football

What do they have in common you ask?

Not much but they are both on my agenda today.

I'm making Pioneer Woman's favorite sugar cookies to send to my son in college. He has 3 exams this week (Physics, Statistic, and Computer language) which all sound rather horrible to me, to tell you the truth, so he deserves some cookies. And sugar cookies are his favorite. Will let you know how PW's recipe holds up. It calls for Cream of Tartar, which I've never used before, but I like the way it sounds. Tar-tar... Isn't that a song from the 80's or something? Oh, well.

And this afternoon, it's Seminoles football once again. Go Noles!

Five...

More days till Bunco Babes Gone Wild comes out. Just in case you're wondering or anything...

To celebrate I'm over at Book Junkie where the lovely Brande has posted a review of Bunco Babes Tell All and a Q&A with yours truly. I giving away an autographed book, so go on over and comment and enter to win.

Yesterday I recieved a lovely surprise (although I guess you can't really call it a surprise since I was expecting it, but you know what I mean). I opened my door to find a package from Harper Collins. And now, I haven't switched publishers. Inside my HC package was my copy of Pioneer Woman's Cookbook! I won it on Goodreads. The book is absolutely gorgeous, filled with lots of beautiful pictures, and I can't wait to start digging into the recipes!

Maria and Ree: 365 Days, Recipes from an Accidental Country Girl Gone Cuban

Hee hee... I wonder what Pioneer Woman would think if I did a rip off of Julie and Julia using her upcoming cookbook, The Pioneer Woman Cooks- Recipes from an Accidental Country Girl.

I have to admit, I've never bought a cookbook in my life (except the occasional one bought from a charity organization). Cooking for me has traditionally been like housework. Something that has to get done or else. The or else in my case would be the rebellion of 3 children and a husband (who, God love 'em, does more than his share of housework and child rearing, but actually admitted to me the other day he didn't know how to turn on our oven).

I will also admit that (probably to the horror of my good pal Louisa) I had never even heard of the term "foodie" until the RWA National Convention in Dallas back in 2007. I was hanging out at the bar with friends and someone used the word "foodie" and I asked, "what's that?" I was met with a multitude of blank stares that had me sweating with the memory of 5th grade science class in Ascension Catholic School when I raised my hand to ask Sister Immaculata how humans could be mammals when we didn't feed our young (yes, the memory of the stunned looks and gasps of my classmates is still seered in my brain.) Suffice it to say that I had a VERY sheltered childhood:) And believe me, the next afternoon at recess, my pals filled me in on the facts of life. At least all they knew about, anyway.

But I digress. So while I could never be termed a foodie, I am definitely a fan of Pioneer Woman's recipes. Which means I'll be buying her book when it comes out at the end of the month. Her photography (of which I'm sure they'll be plenty of) will be worth the buy alone. Plus, there's all those lovely recipes (her chicken spaghetti casserole is to die for).

Maria and Ree: 365 Days, Recipes from an Accidental Country Girl Gone Cuban.

I actually kind of like how that sounds!