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 It’s Friday. The big boys were at school this afternoon. 2 sticks of butter have been patiently waiting on the counter for me. Since Sunday . . . when I promised our youngest we’d make cookies together. And then life, and school and work happen, and all too often those little promises get pushed aside. […] A day of basketball. Cheered on our high school boys’ team to the State Championship game. Then some pick-up with Dad at the fire station after the big win. A day of basketball. Cheered on our high school boys’ team to the State Championship game. Then some pick-up with Dad at the fire station after the big win.  The boys were told they needed to go play outside while I cleaned up dinner. After some grumbling, out they went and a lively baseball game soon unfolded, giggles and all. Unfortunately, so did a wild pitch. Toward the garage. We have over 15 acres . . . and the game took place: toward […]  Spring clean up here today. The creek is running, green is sparsely sprouting. Muddy boots, but NO snow pants and mittens! A Wisconsin March day in the 50’s means clearing the creek and burning the leaf piles from last fall to make room for new growth. It is spring again. The earth is like […] |
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Kathy Kurth - I’d always try to hide the dough in the back of the refrigerator to bake later. “Nobody” always found them and by the time I baked them the bowl was only half full of cookie dough. I used to say I weighed the bowl before I put it in there so no matter how good you think you are at covering up your cookie dough cravings, I’ll know if even 1 oz is missing. Still didn’t stop the dough from disappearing. I never met “Nobody” but he must have been a good friend of you kids because all of you seemed to know him well.
Kathy Kurth - I’d always try to hide the dough in the back of the refrigerator to bake later. “Nobody” always found them and by the time I baked them the bowl was only half full of cookie dough. I used to say I weighed the bowl before I put it in there so no matter how good you think you are at covering up your cookie dough cravings, I’ll know if even 1 oz is missing. Still didn’t stop the dough from disappearing. I never met “Nobody” but he must have been a good friend of you kids because all of you seemed to know him well.