I am generally bad at baking but I went sort of crazy over Christmas and managed to make a Christmas cake, cookies and several batches of mince pies and everybody smiled politely and nobody was rude to my face, which is unusual for my grandma to control herself like that.
So besides my newly found culinary prowess (I used the phrase "culinary prowess" when talking to my grandma and then realised that I have only ever heard the word "prowess" in the context of "sexual prowess" so I wasn't sure if it was rude, but I googled it afterwards and I am safe. My grandma is deaf anyway.) I had a super great Christmas. I got the dreamiest shoes, a few books of poetry, lots of music and cupcake-baking things, so expect a lot more baking!!!!