How many times have you heard the phrase; “It’s the thought that counts?”
I can remember as a child, sitting with this bewildered look on my face because an older relative gave me a brand new package of socks or undershirts for Christmas. I think my mother understood my expression, yet she would always manage to whisper in my ear “Cathy, thank your Cousin Cleo for those nice socks – remember, it’s the thought that counts.”
I’ve heard those words so many times, but this week they were soothing to my own ego.
Let me share a secret! I am not a crafty person. I’ve been known to struggle with glue! Scissors, a paint brush and possibly power tools (not sure because Doodle Dad won’t let me near them), are not my friends. You name it – it’s a challenge.
I marvel at all the incredible homemade pet treats expertly displayed every week on the Tasty Tuesday Blog Hop. I’ve dreamed of the day, I could join in with my contribution.
When I received this cute cookie decorating kit as a holiday gift, I thought “now’s my chance!”…
Because of Harley’s sensitive tummy, I am very strict about what he eats. The ingredients on this cookie box seemed safe enough, but I have danced with my Bissel Carpet Shampooer enough times to know to stay away from icing!
However – I had a plan, Harley could watch me try something new, and then we’d take it over to his four legged furrend Mila as a little Christmas gift.
Mila and Harley meet on our walks and they romp almost daily…
With Harley as my assistant, I checked out the ingredients. This can’t be that difficult:
- six pre-made cookies
- one bag of white icing (add water)
- one bag of red icing (add water)
- one black icing tube
I was like an athlete in a championship game. I was pumped! I had Christmas music playing in the background, spicy egg nog coffee in my favorite mug. #Iwasready
So how come as soon as the whistle blew, I made a mistake. #doggoneit
That’s right – the “red” icing was not supposed to go on the sides of the house – it was for the roof!..
Not totally discouraged, I pressed on. I was determined to right my wrong! However, there wasn’t exactly enough red icing for all four sides, and way more white icing for just my little roof top.
Now what I’m about to show you is a hot mess, so get ready…
What did I tell you?
Harley wasn’t even faking his disgust…
Remember when I told you about not having enough red icing? Well, when you “smear” white on top of red, you get pink. #alldaylong
And “yes” I had the nerve to write Mila’s name on it, and “yes” I even tried to draw a heart on the rooftop thinking it would make it better. #dontjudgeme #Itried
Packaging! That’s what it needed, the right packaging…
Either there’s absodoodletutely no shame in my game, or I’m crazier than I thought. #youbethejudge I put on Harley’s sweatshirt, placed his gift in a bright orange tote bag, and off we strutted – to deliver the goods…
Thank the doodle Mila and her mom were surprised, flattered and seemed genuinely happy to see both of us AND accept Harley’s gift…
There was even a moment to take a quick photo under the Christmas tree before we left…
As he and I strolled back to the house, I didn’t feel as bad as I probably should have for that disastrous cookie. Maybe because as I hummed a few bars of “dashing through the snow” I remembered what my Momma used to tell me. So I glanced down at Harley and told him “it’s the thought that counts”….
Thank you so very much for sharing us with all your friends!