food, crochet, merriment
“The Lord expects us to be as faithful, as devoted, as courageous as those who went before us. They were called to give their lives for the gospel. We are called to live our lives for the same purpose. In these last days we have special reason to do so.”
Robert D. Hales
This moment…
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
Happy Saturday my dears!
Christina said:
“I have a unlikely recipe involving cheese-its, peanut butter, and white chocolate. Sounds terrible, but delicious. I would love to win this fantastic bonanza. I have a great lack of cook books. I have one my mother literally hand wrote, in pencil. And that’s about it.”
Congratulations Christina!
Thanks to everyone for the fabulous recipe ideas. I’ll get right on those.
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A zillion years ago, when I turned 12, my cute little daddy made me this pretty cake for my birthday. At the time, we had just dealt with my cat stepping on one of his cakes. We had no idea how it happened, but there it was–the paw print smushing into one discreet corner of the thing. It was a fiasco and he had to make a whole new cake. Oooohh…he was mad. I even thought that maybe…maybe, my kitty loving days were coming to an end.
A week or so later, when he’d cooled off, he made this cake for my birthday. Oh, do please note the kitty footprints all around the edges.
It was an incredibly sweet thing to do…considering.
I’ve hung on to that silly green kitten for all these millions of years because every time I put it in a giveaway box, or go to throw it out, I remember my funny dad making that cake to show that he wasn’t mad at me or my cats anymore…
and I can’t do it.
Pretty sure anything that feels like that sort of love…
is worth holding on to.
Look what the family Book Group is reading now…Dracula. Yikes.
If you haven’t read this chilly little novel–and who in their right mind would?–then you don’t know. It is incredibly creepy for a ancient classic, so of course the bald kid picked it.
Seriously, while read this–I was shaky before the original bat-man even came on the scene–so how will I ever survive long enough to get allll the way…
to…
Chapter Two?
Makes one want to run…
for the cover…
of…
Twilight.
heh, heh…that was a good one.