Nuthin!

 

True that!  
Here I sit on the heating pad, trying to think of something to talk about besides our crazy "yo-yo" weather
... or more doctors' appointments
... or a recent chilly ride to said doctor on a 26* morning when the water pump in Tom's truck up and quit.   (I'm actually RE-considering Winter being my favorite season.)

Nuthin.  What to do, but circle back to the tried-and-true "Currently" (in Coosada).   Without further ado!

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In the Test Kitchen

It's finally come time to turn on the oven!

For the first time in our 20+ years together, I made Tom his favorite date nut bread.  Some of y'all may recall my first experience where, before the oven had even finished preheating, the hand mixer groaned, began smoking and died in my hand.   Hey.  In my defense, nowhere in the recipe did it say not to drain the dates.

Watching -

Reflections in the glass on the wall.
From my 'spot' in the family room I can see out the living room window to the front yard.

(Click to enlarge, but please, excuse the mess on hubby's side table.)

Listening -

Macie Ann's coughing again.  She doesn't seem to be declining, but neither will she get any better.  Together with meds, we're just focused on giving her a Quality sort of life.

Loving - 

Each year about this time I get a yen for something pumpkin-y.  Singular, yes.  One-and-done and I'm good for another 12 months.

I'd heard about what Publix calls their "monster" pumpkin cheesecake slices-- but eying the price tag made me put it right back.  Thankfully, Tom over-ruled me; and even though he's not a fan of pumpkin, declared it delicious.  Better than Cheesecake Factory, even!

Looking forward - 

Tomorrow the "Gather-ers" will meet at my favorite smokehouse for our monthly luncheon.
Even though our intended (restricted) membership got busted, I'm trying to make the best of it.  Who knows, there may be a lesson in there. 

Finally,

A quote to share --

From Max Lucado's daily devotional.

This shattered soul loves his turn of a phrase.

She also loves y'all!
Thanks for being here.

Hugs, Myra