Next, why is it that when your house is clean, nobody spontaneously shows up to see it, but when it is dirty you get all kinds of unexpected visitors. Last week I had the lovely experience of showing the upstairs half of my house to friends who'd never seen it before, and it was seriously you-could-hardly-walk-down-the-hall messy and seriously embarrassing. I don't know why I agreed to let them see it! I definitely learned my lesson, and have since had the upstairs decently clean, but I've had nobody to show it to. I almost want to call someone--anyone--"Hi, it's MAG. The upstairs of my house is clean. Can you please come look at it? Please!?"
I've got a long list of things that I'm stumped about, and I'm going to share them in hopes that somebody out there might have some answers for me!
First, and this isn't that big of a deal, but why do I like the below picture? It's random and kind of weird, but I like it! But I would love it if it meant something. Any creative ideas how this picture could be meaningful? Do any of you have a story about kid feet and a vase that you'd like to share with me?
And how do I say no to dough? Cookie dough, that is, and not eat cookies all day long if I know they're just sitting there lonely in the bread drawer? It doesn't help that they're the best cookies EVER. I thought I was missing something when for years I didn't know how to bake yummy cookies. Now that I know how, I'm wishing I didn't. It takes all my will power not to make them at least once a week. Here's the recipe for Ultimate Chocolate Chip Cookies: (Thanks, Kandis!)
3/4 c. butter-flavored shortening
11/4 c. packed dark brown sugar
2 TBS milk
1 TB vanilla
13/4 c. wheat flour
1 tsp salt
3/4 tsp baking soda
1 c. chocolate chips
(can add oatmeal, pb and toffee chips for fun)
Combine shortening, sugar, milk and vanilla--mix. Beat in egg until well mixed and lighter in color. Add flour, salt and baking soda, then chocolate chips and other add-ins if desired. Drop rounded teaspoonfuls 3 inches apart on ungreased baking sheet. Bake at 375 for 8-10 minutes (chewy) or 11-13 minutes (crisp). Don't over bake! Remove cookies to foil to cool.
And on to the next thing I'm stumped about. I'm working on cleaning out my laptop in hopes of selling it. But it has an atrocious number of pictures saved to it. Today I started uploading them to photobucket, wanting to have backups of my snapshots on the Internet. Yeah, that'll pretty much take forever. Where do you guys back up your pictures? Any secrets? Whisper over here.
Finally, I'm still trying to figure out how to do everything--everything I want to do and everything I feel like I should do. It seems like right when I get one thing going, another thing falls off the map. Right now exercising and reading are remote villages on my map and photography and writing are capital cities. And I love reading and I love exercising! How could they fall off? Can't I do every last thing I want to do?
But the last thing I want to say, and if you read nothing I just wrote, I do hope you at least see this:
Thank you! I truly love reading all of your blogs. They lift me up and inspire me to be better. And thank you for the kind and encouraging comments you've sent my way. They are so sweet and uplifting. I really love you all!