I've wanted to create this blog for quite a while now, but my tech skills ran for the hills when I saw all that could be involved...leaving me rather overwhelmed, to say the least. SP, being the patient hubby that he is, decided that this weekend we would sit down and figure it out together. Well, here we are, and it wasn't that bad! I still have a lot to learn, but I think I'll get it together!
Over the last year or so I have toyed around with different ideas for blogs, but could never settle on just one! Should I write one on cooking? Baking? Crafting? Kids stuff? Decorating? Then a few weeks ago, as I was once again stressing over this decision making process, I said to myself, "Why choose, when I can have it all?"And then came the problem of a name. Every good blog needs a great name! It had to be something memorable, but also meaningful; Something short, but descriptive. I brainstormed for a while, came up with a few names that I liked, but didn't love...and then SP walked in the room and (half-jokingly) suggested "Wingledings." Wingledings and other things. Genius. I instantly grabbed my laptop, Googled the name. Nothing. Awesome! I hopped on Blogspot, created my account, and the rest is history.
Now where, you ask, did he come up with such a name? That's a good story too. When my MIL was little, her mom used to make these amazing cookies that she dreamed up. They didn't have a name, so her husband began to call them Wingledings. The name stuck and four decades later, the same cookies grace the Christmas table with their yumminess each year. When SP and I started dating, I knew I was meant to join his family the moment I tasted these cookies. They are heaven in a square. Seriously. They are de-licious. So SP and I decided that it would be a nice tribute to his grandparents to name my work after their creation. So Grandma and Grandpa T, this one's for you.
**Just in case you are wondering, no, I will not be sharing the recipe. That one's not my secret to share.**