So I look in the mirror last night to brush my teeth and noticed how I have this gigantic zit on my cheek. It's not enough that I have this horrid hair - now I have a red ant hill on my face to match! You know I'm 50 something - right? What's the deal?
I wonder if anyone out there does this, but when I clean the house sometimes I deliberately wait too long until things are pretty messy so that when I finally get around to cleaning it all up, it almost feels like a new house. (you know - the same way you feel after you detail your car really good).
Well, I think my hair is in this predicament. I got it cut about 4 weeks ago, so it's not that I am so overdue, I think it was just a realllll bad style for me and now, I CANT WAIT to get to the beauty shop next week.
The other problem is I'm way overdue for a color too. OH MY GOSH - it's so bad.
Wow! I think I probably started this one 5 years ago. I wasn't happy with the way my borders turned out, but finally decided it was a lot of work to just put away in a drawer somewhere so I machine quilted it last week. What I especially like about this one is that the pinwheels are done with 30's fabrics bought at an estate sale by Marta and given to me.
I was talking to one of my Granddaughters the other day about Easter and asked her why she thinks we celebrate it. And she knew. It always amazes me when these little kids show me how smart they are about all things. I was raised in a loving home by two people who, to me, epitomized love and sacrifice. But I didn't have a good religious background and for me, Easter was a day of new dresses, egg coloring and hunting, and candy in a basket.
A couple of gems to consider:
One spring day, a primary teacher gave each child a plastic egg and told them they were going outside to collect something important that Heavenly Father had given to us. Upon returning to the classroom, the children, in turn opened their eggs to reveal such things as a flower, a blade of grass, and a twig. When the last little girl opened her egg, there was nothing in it. The teacher asked her if she had not understood the assignment. The little girl replied, "The tomb was empty, and that's the best gift of all."
"The great Atonement was the supreme act of forgiveness. The magnitude of that Atonement is beyond our ability to completely understand. The suffering so great, the agony so intense, that none of us can comprehend it when the Savior offered Himself as a ransom for the sins of mankind." Gordon B. Hinckley
I watched some Lucy re-runs tonight with our young womens group. It was fun and I thoroughly enjoyed seeing their reactions to Lucy and Ethel's antics.
I have friends and family but somehow I think we have lost the kind of friendships we see in Lucy and Ethel. With everyone working nowadays, we don't have time to 'get into trouble' like those two did.
My Aunt Dixie had such a friend though. She and Thelma were back fence neighbors and when I was growing up, I would always see them together talking across the fence. Thelma had red hair and freckles and was one of the nicest, happiest people I can remember. Of course, Dixie is, and always was, beloved by all and a blast to hang around. Everyone wants to be her back fence neighbor.
I will be hanging out with my cousins in a few weeks, and if I can get the scoop on any antics Dixie and Thelma were up to, I will update.
Cream all the wet ingredients together Add the cornflakes and oats by hand and stir well.
Can you smell 'em?
When I was a kid, my mom, Mabel, was a lunchlady at my junior high and let's just say that I was (and am) known for my sweet tooth -especially in the area of cookies.
"When I was in school..." no, I didn't walk uphill both ways in 5 feet of snow - after all, I lived in So. California - BUT, in those days there was no pre-packaged, frozen, pre-prepared food in the cafeteria line up. If turkey with mashed potatoes and gravy were on the menu - it was whole roasted turkeys with homemade gravy and real potatoes.
Anyway, my mom would always save me one of these cookies on "Ranger Cookie Day" so that when I went through the line, I'd be sure to get one. The head cook re-calculated the recipe for home baking and I guard this one - not by keeping it a secret, but by sharing it with others so in case I should ever lose it, I can ask any of my family or friends for a copy. Or better yet -- a warm Ranger Cookie!
1/2 lb. butter softened 1 C. sugar
1 C . brown sugar 2 eggs 2 tsp. vanilla 2-1/2 C. flour
1/2 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. salt
2 C. oats (regular or quick cooking)
1-1/2 c. cornflakes (don't crush)
Cream butter and sugars. Add eggs & vanilla and blend well.
Mix flour, baking powder, baking soda and salt together and mix into the creamed mixture. Mix well.
Add oats and cornflakes by hand
Drop by spoonfuls 2" apart onto greased cookie sheet.
Wow! - a crochet-er I am NOT! - but I get points for trying. I found this cute pattern at a shop in tiny little Nephi, Utah coming back from a weekender trip with my hubby and thought I'd give it a try.
I don't even want to post the picture of the pattern - because then you'd see how mine doesn't look quite the same! ha ha.
They say it's all in the packaging - right?? I was invited to a baby shower and packaged my booties in such a pretty box - takes your mind off.
This is a little scrapbook made by my 9 year old granddaughter out of paper sacks. I think it's adorable so I borrowed it to photograph. I hope you can tell how it's put together from these pictures. I'll try to describe them best I can. I think what makes them cute are the embellishments, and of course, the 'built-in' pockets - because they're SACKS!