Mints: You know those cream cheese mints you get at Minnesota weddings and graduation? The kind in the shape of hearts, or bells, or doves, or mortarboard caps, or whatever? I love them. They are cream cheese, powdered sugar, and a little granulated sugar, and if given the opportunity, I will eat them until the roof of my mouth is raw from the sugar. I'm not advocating this behavior, but I thought you should know. If you want to be my friend forever, bring me some cream cheese mints, and I'm yours.
Meteorology: Holy crapbarf, batman. 76 tornadoes across the Great Plains today? I know that there have been other crazy weather days, historically, but today, in the midst of this weirdly warm spring, it seems freakier still. I hope everyone will be safe tonight, and mind the sirens, and put down their cell phone cameras long enough to find safety.
Mama: I'm gonna try to not get too sappy, but once in a while, when V tells me I'm the prettiest mama in the world, I get a little overwhelmed. I think of my own mama, and how I think she, too, is the prettiest mama in the world, and how whenever I feel sick, even as a grown woman, I want my mama to take care of me, and I hope that V, too, will feel so well-cared for by me that when she's grown up, she'll still think of me as a beautiful comfort. I'm not going to say things like motherhood made me whole, because it didn't. But it certainly made me different. I like it.
4 comments:
Well, it sort of too bad you didn't do this A-Z challenge BEFORE quilt retreat because then I would have known to make cream cheese mints for the retreat. I've never made them and I've been too afraid to try without an excuse to bring them somewhere where I won't be the only one eating them. Ah, well, next year. -Meagan
Well, it sort of too bad you didn't do this A-Z challenge BEFORE quilt retreat because then I would have known to make cream cheese mints for the retreat. I've never made them and I've been too afraid to try without an excuse to bring them somewhere where I won't be the only one eating them. Ah, well, next year. -Meagan
I always want my mama when I'm sick too. Mainly because she's the only one that seems to give a crapbarf about me when I'm sick, whereas the rest of the fam still thinks I should serve them a 5 course meal. Even though she has aches and pains and moves slow, when I'm sick, she morphs into a super being and flies around this house, with a vacuum in one hand, a feather duster in the other and a tray of chicken noodle soup on her head for me. I wuvs my mama!
Due to some wild company this weekend am trying to play catch-up with the A - Z challenge. Even though my mama was not the cuddly, touchy feely mama I always knew she cared and would be there in some way to help me when I needed it. I would partake of those mints Meagan...how about you make some for us? Gma S
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