The new liquor cabinet is finished and I wish I could say that it took more time and effort to assemble the new bar than it took to write about and place on my web site. Truth is, I am much better at re-doing furniture than I am at writing computer programs. I have some talent for designing and painting. As a computer programmer, I’m just faking it. Check out the article over on the “My New Liquor Cabinet” tab at the top. It really did come out nice. Can’t wait to start another one.
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love to write stories, especially when they are about remembering my grandmothers, both who were very special women in their own ways. My grandmothers are no longer with us, they reside in heaven with our Lord and Savior. The impact they had on my life and the lives of others will remain at least for another generation and possibly longer through my stories. Please enjoy this special article about my grandmother.
How Dough Makes Me Feel
Prior to going to bed last night, I happen to pick up and read the newest catalog from Williams-Sonoma. I needed to slow down my brain thoughts after stimulation from writing and watching yet another Dallas Mavericks overtime loss. But that is a story in itself. Forgetting the fact that ,when we get stressed or excited we want to shop. While looking through through the catalog, thinking about shopping, and then it happens. The bread pages. Pictures of beautiful bread being cooked. Visions of the Mall and shopping. Wait, get a hold of yourself and go to bed. Now tossing and turning, all I can think about is the Mall and the smell of Pretzels filling every nook and cranny. Can’t get away from that buttery smell, the fragrance of yeast and my Grandmother. My grandmother made the best homemade bread every day. She would make it into rolls that seem to rise so far out of the pan it might touch the sky. My dad said she would put the bowl of dough into the refrigerator and later when they went back to check on, it would have expanded well beyond the boundaries of the bowl, looking for any space to occupy. Smell, oh my goodness, the smell would fill the house with a wonderful scent of yeast. My mother made rolls also. A different texture than my Grandmothers, but equally as fragrant and tasty.
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Think about the last snowman you created. Was it spectacular?
Well, the annual McCall Winter Carnival has come and gone. I don’t know if they had as many exhibits as usual, but the ones they did have were very artistic and definitely spectacular.
Next time you make a snowman, be more creative!
We took our grandsons Andrew and Haydon to enjoy the ice carvings.
It doesn’t get much better than this. A week with two of the greatest friends and scenery to die for. Sunsets that glow, snorkeling with yellow, turquoise, neon blue, and red fish. Beaches that go on forever. And the best part was, it was during the winter in Boise. Great escape.
Here’s to Good Friends!