Here are my missionaries. Three returned. One ready to go... and look out world...
This is who is next!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Missionaries
Here are my missionaries. Three returned. One ready to go... and look out world... This is who is next!
Monday, December 7, 2009
Christmas is Coming
Christmas is coming and I'm getting fat. Why do my children have to be such good and generous cooks?
I know I shouldn't complain. For the first Christmas in several years I have all eight of my children home for the holidays. We celebrate by laughing together, making a joyful noise - which is sometimes even harmonious - by reading our favorite Christmas stories and by eating delicious food. I have some very good cooks in the house. My recently returned missionary is going to make Danishes in a couple of days. I want to be careful of my calorie intake so that I can indulge when he does, but my daughter made Black Forest Brownies for Home Evening treats and she tells me that she's making cinnamon rolls for breakfast. Someone else was talking about chicken enchiladas and I need to start the traditional Christmas baking including: candy cane cookies, sugar cookies, fudge, divinity, rocky road candy, and my husband's favorite, romance cookies. The only thing that can save me is that because of the sheer number of mouths we feed around here, there is little chance that I will get much more than a nibble of any of these scrumptious treats. But I do have a bizarre metabolism - I gain weight just thinking about food. Too bad I can't lose weight by thinking about exercising, but who wants to think about that?
I know I shouldn't complain. For the first Christmas in several years I have all eight of my children home for the holidays. We celebrate by laughing together, making a joyful noise - which is sometimes even harmonious - by reading our favorite Christmas stories and by eating delicious food. I have some very good cooks in the house. My recently returned missionary is going to make Danishes in a couple of days. I want to be careful of my calorie intake so that I can indulge when he does, but my daughter made Black Forest Brownies for Home Evening treats and she tells me that she's making cinnamon rolls for breakfast. Someone else was talking about chicken enchiladas and I need to start the traditional Christmas baking including: candy cane cookies, sugar cookies, fudge, divinity, rocky road candy, and my husband's favorite, romance cookies. The only thing that can save me is that because of the sheer number of mouths we feed around here, there is little chance that I will get much more than a nibble of any of these scrumptious treats. But I do have a bizarre metabolism - I gain weight just thinking about food. Too bad I can't lose weight by thinking about exercising, but who wants to think about that?
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