John's comment when eating this was, "Do you have some way to mark really good recipes, so that they get made again and not just forgotten?" My solution? Put it on the blog.
The visiting teaching message for January can be found here. Though the topic is missionary work, it reminds me a bit of the idea behind the movie, "It's a Wonderful Life."
New Year's Eve memories from my childhood did not include Times Square, noise makers, or midnight kisses. They did include Scrabble games, popcorn, and getting to stay up late.
It's that time again, when one reviews the past and sets goals for the future. Making resolutions can seem daunting and scary, or exciting and freeing, depending on perspective.
Though cookie cutters come in various designs, it seems I only make sugar cookies at Christmastime. And though I'm sure there must be more than one sugar cookie recipe, this is the only one I use. If you still need cookies for Santa, this is a good recipe to try, as the dough does not need to chill prior to rolling out to cut.
I love reading comments, and I try to frequently make comments on blogs that I read. My question for you is: How do you like to receive replies to your comments?
Instead of other gifts, my siblings and I exchange ornaments at Christmas. (Siblings, spoiler alert! Continue reading only if you don't want to be surprised this year.) Nothing says the ornaments need to be homemade, but I do try to make a new one each year. I make them not only for my siblings, but also for my children and others.
Sometimes our to-do lists seem to grow during the month of December, and stress can build. This short video reminds us of what is truly important. Thanks for Christ.
Dad always told us kids, "The worst mistake I made was marrying your mother before she graduated from college." We would all laugh, because our parents are very happily married, but we also understood the expectation that we would all finish college.
When I started this blog, I knew that I had experiences in my life that could be helpful to others, yet sharing those experiences might embarrass or otherwise cause distress to certain of my children. This past week, however, my middle daughter gave me permission to share a bit with my readers. I hope that this might give hope to any who might find themselves in similar circumstances.
Grandma would always bring her wonderful fruit salad to our house every Thanksgiving. Though we called it a fruit salad, we should have called it a dessert.
Do you enjoy fresh pomegranates, but dislike the hassle of actually getting at the fruit? Removing the edible parts seemed a tedious task, until I learned a simple way.
Sometimes in the hustle and bustle of the season, the true meaning of Christmas gets lost. Please enjoy this short video which reminds us of the real reason for Christmas. Thanks for a tiny baby, born in humble circumstances, who changed the world.