Tuesday, December 17, 2019
Wednesday, December 11, 2019
Wednesday, November 27, 2019
Friday, November 22, 2019
Our kids sound very much alike when it comes to music. We gave our daughters piano lessons. We bought both an organ and a piano and they sat side-by-side in our living room. I had hopes that our girls and I would play and sing together. Not. Nope. No way. It didn't happen.
I love these pictures of you two bringing smiles to others. Here's the blurb for your new book, Clear as Ice.
Haylie, once an Olympic figure skater, is afraid of more than just Ethan's dog. She lives in constant fear due to threats from a stalker, but one day Ethan's dog chases the danger away, so Haylie decides to try to lose her fear of dogs...But then the stalker's plans expand to include revenge toward Ethan as well. If they are to remain safe and live to see a happily-ever-after, Haylie and Ethan must put aside differences and learn to trust each other. This Christmas season promises to be the most challenging and the most meaningful of their lives.
Penny shares her pie recipe. She says it's on the Internet, but here it is for you. She says make two. They go fast.
Penny's Cranberry Pie
1 1/2 cups sugar
1/2 cup chopped nuts
1 cup flour
1/2 cup melted butter
1/4 cup canola oil
1. Preheat oven to 325F.
2. Spread the cranberries in the bottom of a well-greased ten inch pie plate.
3. Sprinkle with one half cup of the sugar and the nuts.
4. Add the remaining sugar to the eggs, beating well. Beat in the flour, butter, and shortening. Pour over the cranberries.
5. Bake about 1 hour, or until crust is golden brown.
Thanks for bringing your Christmas to us! From down here in Texas, we wish you a Merry one up there in New Jersey!
Tuesday, November 19, 2019
Thursday, October 31, 2019
How do I know he/she is the person down under? I was at the burials, so I’m sure my kinsfolks are still there—where they’re supposed to be.
No one notified me otherwise. Folks, it’s downright scary to think about who will be in the ground next to you. On the other hand, who knows how long you’ll stay in that hole?