Had a box of Christmas decorations disappear on me and I spent forever and a day looking for it. It was behind another box on the very top shelf of one of my shelves in the garage. I was just plain relieved to find it ... until fifteen year old daughter says, "Oh. You meant THAT box. Yeah I moved it because it was in my way." ARGH!!!! I almost said, "Child please! I was ready to have a coronary - it contains some of my most treasured pieces - and was running around the house for hours like a chicken with my head cut off and you just now figure out what is going on?!" I didn't, but it was a near thing. I forget, when is it they take their common sense out of the deep freeze and start using it again? Geez Louise. Oh well. Put the mother's curse on her and told her I hope she has one just like her. It is the only thing that really works in the long run. You know how I know? Because my mother wished the same thing on me and ... now I know. (But don't tell Mom, she'll laugh so hard she won't be able to see straight for three days.)
I got a little more writing done today but didn't get it edited in time for posting on tonight's update. But I didn't backslide so it is the same four as I've been adding.
Zombies Aren't Real ... Are They?!
A Bunch of Wild Thyme
Up On Hartford Ridge
Mother Hen's Recipes
Every year I try and do an advent type unit study with the kids. Well the older four have all "outgrown" the activities but for now my ten year old still really enjoys it. This year I am once again doing the "Blessed" unit study that we've done multiple times since my oldest two were still in grade school. Today's "theme" was poinsettias and Dragon Boy and I made poinsettia cookies as one of the activities. Uh oh, even at ten I had forgotten how sensitive my son still is to red food coloring. I've been peeling him off the ceiling all afternoon and finally just sent him and Darth Molly outside to see how many times they could run around the house without stopping. I lost count. He didn't bother counting because he and the dog were having too much fun chasing each other around. I got tired just hanging what I hope is the last few Christmas lights ... they're like dust bunnies and multiply in the dark. Right now it's 8 pm and he is just now beginning to settle down. Darth Molly has already crashed an burned. LOL. Think I'll avoid red dye once again for a good while after this. Hubby has the same sensitivity; it turns my Type A husband into a Type AAAAAA+++++. So yes, those cookies are already packaged and hidden in the freezer under bags of cauliflower and some weird looking science project my older son has going. They will only be safe their for so long so I need to get my cookie tins ready by this weekend.
Easy Poinsettias Cookies