Today is National Cookie Day so in honor I am sharing the most requested cookie recipe that I have made. I know these are pretty mistake free too because now my daughters do the fabulous job of making them! These are fantastic anytime but at Christmas there are plenty of reasons to bring them along. Cranberry Oatmeal White Chocolate Cookies from Southern Living yield: 4 doz. ( I double this all the time but I…
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Yes, It is here. Finally after years of not sending Christmas Cards, I am going to be bold enough to think I can write a weekly blog. Ha! Take that proven track record. I am not going to be bound by the past! Fifty seven years and nine children later is worth something right? Let’s see what we can learn together.
Leave a CommentPush through the ugly… Wow how could four little words resonate so instantly with me? This I know from 56 years of living, 28 years of marriage, 11 siblings, 9 kids, 2 cancers and beyond – any worthy fruit worth having is going to take lots of toil. The more valuable the fruit the more effort and expense of energy and emotion. NEWS FLASH: We KNOW this already. So why do we faint when it…
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A poem composed for Bruegel’s Landscape with the Fall of Icarus Blind to Death by Andrew Gunther The ploughman bends to his work, quiet and alone high above the shining sea, close to the view, close to the loam. The fisherman bends to his work, waiting for a catch, while a ship with starched white sails a brisk breeze waits to snatch. The ploughman, fisher, starched-sail ship, bend away the eye from a feathered son,…
Leave a CommentThere are several ways that a potted plant may find its way in my home for temporary viewing pleasure. But left in my hands the destination is always the same … the garbage. I have the habit of often buying a plant and enjoying it at peak flower with the best intentions of later planting it into our backyard garden. My pace and my own distractibility leaves the finish line for this type of project…
Leave a CommentI didn’t think I sounded bossy. In fact, I was pretty tootin sure I was being reasonable and just pointing out something overlooked. Last night at the dinner table as my husband was placing the casserole down, I asked a simple question. “Did you see the pot of rice on the stove?” It was his response that rocked me. “I only have so many hands.” I immediately (a very dangerous speed for me) asked, “Did…
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