My stove & I aren’t speaking. We’ve seen too much of each other.
Saturday was 10 loaves of pumpkin bread, 2 of apple. Sunday was 3 of the most horrid stuff in the world, & has my kitchen smelling of brandy. Fruitcake. For my ‘fruitcake’ mother. Yesterday was 2 batches of oatmeal raisin cookies, again for mother. To be shipped out today, & get to her on Wednesday.
2 days before Thanksgiving is not the time to be on the outs with your own stove. It just isn’t. I have a mostly thawed turkey in the refrigerator. I still have to go to the store, if only I can find out what the animals want for dinner & snacks. That would require them to cooperate, which isn’t their strong suit. If they don’t speak up before I go, they’ll be stuck with whatever I decide.
I get a call from mother the other day. She starts off by telling me she hopes I won’t take offense, & that she’s doing some presupposing here, but she has a request for a Christmas gift. She has cut herself, twice, using a dull knife. She would really like to have a good knife set. Ok, off to Amazon I go. She doesn’t want me to spend ” a whole lot of money for something that will outlive her”, & that doesn’t come with a block as she doesn’t have much counter space. I did tell her I won’t buy her what I have, simply because I’ll have to will mine to a kid or someone, but that she’ll get something nice. It’s already waiting to be ordered. Alright, instead of making her go through Thanksgiving using dull knives, she’ll get her new ones with the fruitcake. I’ll think of something else to send her for Christmas. Surprise her. Chris, say nothing. Think about that verse you were quoting yesterday, you know, the one about a corner of the roof vs a raging woman in the house? You know the one that I mean.
Better add firewood to the shopping list. Temp tomorrow won’t be above freezing. With snow. Winter is here.
I also need to sit down & try to figure out why Ghost is freezing up when it tries to back up. At least it isn’t the computer doing it. I’m sure there’s a remedy, I just need to find it. Oh, & enable the screen saver again.
Go with God!
Yes I do!! it’s in Provbers…….and yes, I want her to have the new knives. . . .I don’t want her cutting her self.
Oh poor Karen! I stopped this a long time ago. I was the only baker in my family of 5 siblings and I baked for all of them, their kids, work my former in-laws and my daughter. Then one year, I just stopped. I didn’t announce it to anyone beforehand and didn’t announce it to anyone at our Christmas Eve Party. Believe me, there was some good puzzled looks on everyone’s faces, but no one said a word, and I haven’t done it since. That was over 5 years ago.
I’m getting caught up on your blog, since I was in the hospital I haven’t felt like doing anything, it really takes a toll on the body and the spirit. Which by the way, I’m glad you are taking the time to get your BP straightened out. I’m a new person. I don’t get winded, I don’t get cranky, I don’t have headaches I am back to the nice person I was before. Of course, my daughter doesn’t think so, but oh well, she’s 2 hours away.
TAKE CARE AND CONTROL OF YOURSELF. That’s the only thing it will take. AND FOLLOW YOUR DR’S ORDERS, STAY AWAY FROM THE FISH TANK.
Linda.