A project is complete when it starts working for you, rather than you working for it.
Scott Allen

NaBloPoMo - Day 30. 

This month has been fun.  Fun to think about what I was going to post, fun to look at people and situations differently, fun to read through the randomizer and meet other blogs.

I was thinking and wondering why I wanted to do this, surely not for a prize, but for the effort.  I’ve always enjoyed having a place to put my thoughts. I like the idea that maybe my struggles, my take on life, my rants and even my joys may be helpful or useful to someone else.  This is sort of a testimony of who I am, and who I am becoming after all and I really think that each of us really aren’t that much different from each other.

At the beginning of the month I was wondering if I would keep posting - or just let it be - but this 30 days reminded me again why I have a journal.  I like going back and seeing where I have been, I like knowing maybe something one of my kids say, makes your day. I like that Filegirl’s husband fell in love with her all over again because she made my cookies.  I like the connection with others that I may never have met in real life.

Day 31, December 1, will find me probably not posting - it will be nice to not have to think about it for a day or two - but I will post because I know what is coming - I have many thoughts - many ideas - many rants - that need a home. 

This is their home.

In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.
Robert Frost

As does NaBloPoMo, on and on and on…. So, Day 29, what shall I talk about today?  Today was kind of hectic, busy, then church dinner and women’s group.  I like this group because we just go and vegge and talk about being moms and life and things in general.  It’s very low key.

Tomorrow,I volunteered to work for the church for a few hours.  This is the church where I have had a paid staff position three times.  I’m totally not thrilled with the idea, but when asked I couldn’t really think of a reason to say no. (Other than not being thrilled about it - also, our new book keeper at the business - yes, she use to be the admin assistant for the person I am volunteering for tomorrow - Karma?)  I mean, I do other things at the church, I lead women’s studies, I sing in the praise choir, I’m just not thrilled about working in an administrative position, even on a volunteer basis.  Actually, I was asked to work "contracted" through Christmas, but I said I would volunteer my time - when I could.

Anyway.  I’m not thrilled.

What else?

Brother had a note sent home today. Not a WOW! your child is doing great note either.  But, the other kind.  Your child is goofing off and calling others stinkyhead, could you talk to him.  He is clowning and showing off.  I haven’t figured out why yet?  Something is up, I just haven’t tuned into it yet.  He is being punished, but he doesn’t care, time to find a new stratagy?  I think it is funny that he used the word stinkyhead, because I know he could have used a lot worse.

More?

Something good.  I made a pecan pie and fruitcake cookies on Tuesday.  I sent a batch of cookies to my sister today for her birthday, she will be excited….. I don’t care for this recipe much yet, but they are good.  Don’t you hate it when someone makes something that is SO GOOD, then when you ask for the recipe they give you something else like changing it, or leaving something out.  (Oh, like that Everybody Loves Raymond episode - where the mom gives Debra her recipes, but leaves things out..hilarious)  Oh, sorry. Where was I?  Years ago, a lady at my sister’s church make fruitcake cookies - they were delicious - a hint of brandy - soft, chewy, not to cakey, not to rubbery - goodness.  Anyway, I asked her if she would mind sharing the recipe…which is at the point I would not have been offended if she would have said oh, sorry, these are a family secret, or oh, sorry, I want to keep all the kudo’s for myself, but no, she gave me a bogus recipe.  Nothing like the cookies she made. Mistake number one was the omission of the brandy, it is distinctive, she didn’t even substitute it with fruit juice or whatever, she just left it out…I just hate wasting ingredients on bogus recipes - just don’t give it to me.  Anyway…long, long story short, I have been searching for a good, delicious recipe since.  The one I usually make is okay, but not fabulous, so I thought this year I would try another.  These are good, and it may be the fruit mix I used, but they taste a bit lemony when you first bite into them, and I used maybe a bit to much salt, but I use kosher salt, and I didn’t grind it down first.  They are only a few days old so final judgment is still out on them…. If they turn out yummy I will post the recipe, if not, not.

Now, I think I will go test them and a sliver or two of that pecan pie.

Yes, my posting has finally become boring even to me.

I’ve nothing to say.
Anish Kapoor

Joan River’s just cracks me up.  I really have nothing to add to this quote….

Don’t cook. Don’t clean. No man will ever make love to a woman because she waxed the linoleum - "My God, the floor’s immaculate. Lie down, you hot bitch."