A few cookies...

Originally... yes, originally this was a post I started last year.  I have no clue what I was making, but I'll do my best to find the pictures that match the words I wrote so long ago.  So... these cookies were going to be cupcakes.  However, those delightful treats aren't as weather friendly as a cookie (though, if you think about it, no sweets seem to have a fondness for the outdoors - and they really hate when the temperature changes so suddenly, causing an oh-so-sad sugary meltdown.)

So... here is what I made today the other day.  The white chocolate is a more experimental treat, if you will... and what does "if you will" mean exactly?  I do remember that out of all the cookies made (and it was for an outdoor picnic for foster parents,) the white chocolate was most popular!  Experiments, therefore, are capable of working.  Lovely!  If anyone wants the recipes, I can certainly add them on :)  I enjoy sharing that which has made others smile.

Not such a happy day.

I feel there is much out there many don't know about me.  Totally normal, of course!  Hmmm.  Well, I say that and then think "I am almost too transparent if speaking with someone in person."  I tell how I truly am, and that's just me.  Just Betsy.  And I feel down, which would be the primary reason for typing.  Have you ever wanted to make or eate a million things (for those who find joy in delving into the artsy side of life,) yet can't conjure up one idea or even the motivation to do so?  I go through this in spurts - ups and downs, if you will.  I'm in a down.  I don't like the downs as they are depressing (which is, obviously, how I feel.)  But really, the main thing plaguing me is anxiety.  Do any of you struggle with it?  I have GAD, which is really irritating sometimes, though manageable often.  For me, it has NOT been manageable since Thursday.  And it's Sunday.  I'm exhausted.  Therefore the creative blood isn't flowing - the "I would love to breathe like a normal person" thoughts are really what's taking up most of my thinking.  I have to write this out, as it helps, I suppose, to bring a sense of calm or a glimmer of hope that there are those who might - JUST MIGHT - know what I'm going through.  Random:  does Pinterest seem to take up your time as much as I let it take up mine?  Goodness, it's much more addicting than facebook (and MUCH more fun!)  And so, friends and those who I would love to be friends with, I'm sorry for such a sad message.  But it's ok to be human and to share what's truly going on in our lives at times.