Ahem. My MIL has a birthday on March 5.
I have traditionally baked a cake for her on that day. She likes chocolate. Whatcha got?
UPDATE: Never mind. She wants Italian cream. She'll be 93.
Well, thinking it over, I don't want to make an Italian cream. I'm doing Hershey's Perfectly Chocolate.
Keep your exquisite chocolate. This is what she grew up with. She didn't actually demand the Italian cream. She just said it was always good.
Life is for the birds --
and the bees and the flowers and the trees and the moon up above, and a thing called love -- Jewel Akens
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Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Mo' rain
Have I done something to deserve this?
If so, I repent right here. We're talkin' two more days of this this week.
Maybe we all will come out of drought this spring.
UPDATE: 1.7"
2.57" now at 6:20 p.m.
If so, I repent right here. We're talkin' two more days of this this week.
Maybe we all will come out of drought this spring.
UPDATE: 1.7"
2.57" now at 6:20 p.m.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
My Valentine, for a few years, has been my mother-in-law.
Her son might be deceased, but she is still my mother-in-law, and she is alive. She'll be 93 on March 5. So I took her a card, a small potted flower, and a box of chocolates today, as I have every year she has been at Magnolia House.
Happy Valentine's Day, Girl!
Note: One's love and one's Valentine can be two separate persons.
Lyman and I would just cook something special together. Sometimes. And that man loved his mama.
Her son might be deceased, but she is still my mother-in-law, and she is alive. She'll be 93 on March 5. So I took her a card, a small potted flower, and a box of chocolates today, as I have every year she has been at Magnolia House.
Happy Valentine's Day, Girl!
Note: One's love and one's Valentine can be two separate persons.
Lyman and I would just cook something special together. Sometimes. And that man loved his mama.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Morning rain
Midsummer I'll be complaining that we haven't had rain in six weeks.
But y'all, this is the third day of this weather, in a row, this week.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Oh, rats!
If we don't get some sunshine for a while soon, I'm gonna have to take the kitchen knives and garden poisons somewhere else.
Or leave.
Dayum. They're trying to kill me, too.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Friday, February 8, 2013
I've gone totally neurotic over cloudy weather. My mood sinks to my shoes when the sun isn't shining.
And I need a job.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Saturday, February 2, 2013
My late husband whistled all day long, like his father. Like mine. Charles Gore, the African Grey, misses him a lot.
Happy Cajun Groundhog Day!
Pierre C. Shadeaux did not see his shadow today, so we should have a longer spring this year.
Just to note: That is not a picture I took. I can't find the original.Friday, February 1, 2013
I did clean the bathrooms today, so I'm rewarding myself by taking a little wine across the river and watching this week's Mardi Gras parade. At Lana's place. Next door to my brother's.
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