In the last decade we’ve had changeable weather with some mild weather around Christmas time. Not sure that I recall a thunderstorm in December, though, which is what we had on Thursday early morning. And then it just poured down rain all day. The grass was already sodden and muddy from the melted snow that we had recently…this just made a bigger mess.
The street below was more water than street:
The little squirrel showed up all wet and miserable looking :
I do clean most things off of the porch for winter but because I have grown accustomed to these mild spells, I leave the chair cushions out there. May as well..I might be wanting to sit out there in December at the day’s end when the rain stopped and it was around 60 degrees! :)
This weekend’s plans are to make a big pot of turkey noodle soup ( with the leftover frozen turkey from Thanksgiving ) and I intend to bake sugar cookies ahead of time, and then just have the little kids go to town with the icing and sprinkles. Because they say that we may get a “wintry mix” with “snow to follow” I went ahead and got groceries late afternoon on Thursday, just in case we get more than they predict. This has been known to happen here : )
I always did sugar cut out cookies with my mom, and then with my boys when they were little. At some point I got my cousin Sheri’s cookie recipe because HERS were always better. Was she a superior baker? Absolutely…however I noticed that I improved a notch when I started using HER recipe :)
- 3/4 cup butter
- 1 cup sugar
- 2 eggs
- 1/2 tsp. vanilla
- 1 1/2 cups flour
- 1 tsp. baking powder
- Chill the dough for an hour or so then bake 400 degrees for 6 minutes
I found that when I followed the 6 minutes exactly, these always turned out great. And that is why I bake them ahead, and just have the little kids decorate afterwards. If no one is sick, and we don’t get a foot of snow, and this all happens this weekend, I’ll probably take some photos and blog about it over at Homespun, where I do more stories about the grands…
The bird feeders around the side of the house were about empty so I filled them all in case inclement weather comes. Back in November at some point there was a week where I could have mowed the grass just one more time. I opted not to and I am glad that I did so. It left me a few patches to tip toe through…sort of like hopscotch, amongst all the mud. I will be happy when it freezes again YET sitting on the porch late afternoon, with windows open in the house…wasn’t too bad :)
A few peanuts gave me more entertainment than most movies or TV would…
I am beginning to think that people that continue on with their sewing projects, and are not distracted by cute little critters and the antics of blue-jays and squirrels…get more done.
But I grabbed my camera, took a break, and then felt guilty for not finishing up my sewing for the day. But then I always feel guilty about something :) Honestly, I think it was how I was raised. Too much church? Too much perfectionism and never measuring up to my parent’s expectations ?
Not sure…or is just a woman-thing where we expect so much of ourselves that at any given time of the day we are already assuring ourselves that we could have done more or better ? If that is the case did we get it from books or TV ?
At my age at least I recognize this false guilt and tell my guilty self to ‘shut up / I am so over you’ :) Years ago I recall reading a very interesting article about women being apologetic and it used a grocery store setting as an example. Ever since then I note this. A woman can be in a grocery store, bump her cart into a display, and say “I’m sorry.” In a grocery store, we apologize to each other halfway down the aisle before we even meet…you’ll see :) If you start to pay attention to something as simple as that, you’ll see how we torture ourselves all of the time ..and so I just want to say that I am having two tablespoons of butter along with my pierogies and I am not going to feel any guilt at all. Because that’s how you are supposed to eat them! :)
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