I Think I Missed the Memo

I love to cook. The first thing I do when I purchase a new cookbook is to go through the recipes and, using scraps of paper, bookmark the first ones I want to try. Sure, the cookbooks look a bit like a porcupine but the system worked.

At first.

But over time, my collection of books has grown to 2 double-stacked shelves of books. And the recipes are a little harder to find. I usually remember the author/collection. Sadly, this isn’t as helpful when you collect the collection over a series of 4-8 books.

To make matters worse, my daughter would like those recipes now that she’s in her own house.  Um, yeah, sure. I’m like most cooks who kinda adapts recipes to suit my own tastes. Sometimes I make notes in the margins of the cook books, other times, I just wing it. Not exactly what my daughter wants.

Add in all those lovely recipes available online and there’s now printed recipes collecting in my kitchen cabinet.

All of which need to be sorted through to find those Christmas cookie recipes I talked about on Monday.

So this holiday season, I’m going to give myself the gift of typing the recipes on the computer and printing them out for collection in the 3 empty cookbooks I have for just that purpose.

Oh, and I’ll make a copy for my children as they move out:D

Until next time!

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Cookie Time

As I am slowly putting away my Halloween decorations, I am stocking up on essentials for the next season. Cookie Season!

My oldest daughter is coming over on Friday and together we will get a jump on the cookie baking. The only thing is to decide: what goes on the list?

The hubbinator’s favorite of chocolate chocolate chip is a must.

I have a love of almond cookies.

My son and I fight for the sugar cookies (of course, there are multiple kinds made from Amish sugar cookies, Grandma’s sugar cookies, and roll out sugar cookies). Don’t judge, all will be made. Some will be frozen. And usually by the time I remember the frozen one my son has left me crumbs in a bag. Which I eat, because they’re sugar cookies.

I will also be making my favorite gingersnaps. Oddly enough, it is always a hunt in the grocery stores for the molasses. Which I’ve learned is now with the pancake syrups and when I selected the brand of choice, another shopper oohed and ahhed because molasses goes in gingersnaps, gingerbread, and pumpernickel bread.

We will also be making peanut butter blossoms, this time with Hersey’s kisses with almonds.

So what kind of cookie says Christmas to you?

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She’s making a list

Tree With ornamentsWhen I was young, the arrival of the Christmas catalogs were a magical time. I remember spending hours pouring over the pages, circling the items I wanted.

For my children, they enjoyed the Christmas ads. I’d pick up the circulars and find pages of circles and tears from the pen tips.

And have no idea which of my three kids wanted what.

So, like all good moms and dads, I asked for lists of things they wanted. Of course, this had the evil benefit of having them write words (and, yes, spelling mattered because some of those things were…what is that?).

Soon I was receiving lists with links to where the items could be bought. This included things shipped directly from China, making the Thanksgiving deadline imperative.

And, because I am truly evil, when my kids were old enough, they were told how much money would be spent on them and either they prioritized their lists or they didn’t go over their limit. (Yes, budgeting and prioritizing were Christmas gifts I gave my children:D).

And so it is the time of lists and links. It makes shopping and life easier, and for that I am thankful.

Until next time.

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Stuff and Nonsense

There is nothing that can invoke greater fear in my heart than the words, we’re moving. Truly, I’m starting to stress about an event that is about 9 years in our future.


Because of the accumulation of stuff. Lots of stuff. Rooms of stuff.

Kids moved out and stuff moved in kind of stuff.

How did I acquire all this stuff? Part of it is because I’m a packrat. I like to keep the stuff that I bought. Others must be a holdover from a previous life. Oh, look a screw, I can’t throw that away, I might need it some day.

I need to use the stuff that I have and start giving away the stuff that I don’t use. Which sounds a lot easier than it is. Because I might need that stuff one day.

So I plan to start looking at the stuff I’ve accumulated very carefully in the hopes that one day I can put it in the bin to give to charity. I’m sure other people can use my stuff:D.

Then again, I do have nine years.

And books don’t count as stuff. I don’t care what my husband says. Everyone knows a dream home has a library:D

Until next time.

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Circle of Trust

Writers, like all creative people, tend to be a secretive bunch. We don’t always like folks to look at our work while it is in progress, usually because it is ugly and we know it needs some work.

But we are also people who crave understanding by those close to us, and so we choose who we will talk to about our projects. Many times it is trusted individuals we like to bounce ideas off of or brainstorm with.

Yesterday, my parents were visiting and I explained my brilliant story idea that I was tackling for NaNoWriMo. It is a bit of a departure from my usual lines but it feeds the darkness inside me while I’m also writing a Rom-Com.

As I got farther and farther along, my mother started making comments about how grisly the story sounded. My dad was more intrigued by the mystery part. As I told the end, my mother said it sounded too gory and that maybe she didn’t want to read it.

I was a bit disappointed, as my mother reads all my books before they’re published to see if I’ve dropped a plot point I hadn’t intended.

My dad said he thought the ending would satisfy the justice we all crave.

Without missing a beat, my mom said, yeah, but the serial killer has to know and fear what is about to happen to him. She wanted him to suffer for there to be justice.

I just smiled, because really, that’s what I had intended all along:D.

Until next time.

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November 11th

99 years ago.

10 million dead.

On the 11th Day of the 11th Month at the 11th hour, the first World War came to an end. Sadly, the armistice didn’t stop the dying as many of the wounded succumbed in the days, weeks, and months afterwards.

The War to end all wars didn’t end them at all.

Nor did the war shed much light on possibly the most prevailing untreated wound of all—battle fatigue currently known as PTSD.

Tomorrow, as many around the world take time to remember their dead and those of us in the US honor those veterans still alive, take a moment to say thanks and to be thankful.

In the words of Winston Churchill when speaking about another war, “Never was so much owed by so many to so few“.

Until next time.



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The Railway

I love trains. Thankfully, the hubbinator does as well, and one of the things we’ve always wanted to do was ride the Verde Canyon Railway during the Fall, to you know, see those colors everyone else always brags about.

Right after lunch, we headed for the depot and waited our turn to board. The carriage had been restored and since it was first class, had comfy seats that were more like couches bracketing coffee tables.

Attached to the car was a second open air, view car that offered better views than those available inside. We were in the third to the last car heading out but third from the engines on the return trip. The views of the mesas were gorgeous but I admit a fondness for the canyons cut by the Verde River seen in the third picture below.


I’ll admit that on the four hour journey, I sketched out a story idea of what would happen if the train pulled into the station after zombies took over.

But my brain squirreled as we went through a tunnel and sat in near total darkness. After all, what better place to have a murder:D. I may have been under the influence of the trailers for the new Orient Express movie.

Until next time!

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