Thursday 30 November 2023

My Favorite Things . . .



Sharing today a few things that I really love to do, eat, experience, enjoy  . . .  maybe you will enjoy them too.  

I love today's calendar quote!  That's how I try to live my life! 


Charlie Brown's Christmas. It has been a part of my Christmas traditions since my childhood.


Snowman cookies. They make me smile.

Cold but sunny.  The sun rise this morning  . . .  out front . . . 


The first real snowfall of the year.  Yay!  I know some people hate it, but it brings out the wonder in me.


Holiday music. I have been listening to Michael Bublé Christmas music on YouTube for a few days now. Very festive and you know how much I like Michael Bublé!


Brown paper packages tied up in string  . . . 


Holiday wreaths  . . .  I put mine up yesterday!  I love it!


Holiday baking  . . .  I love it.


Christmas Candles  . . .  love these  . . . 


Jacquie Lawson Christmas Cards  . . .  they are the best.


This  .  .  .  so true  .  .  . 


A gingerbread house  . . .  love them  . . . 


Snow globes . . . .  I love them.  I had a really nice one once. My sister in law had given it to us. It only lasted a day before curious fingers broke it.  Fate. 


Sparkly stars  . . . 


Candy Canes  . . . 


Hot chocolates with lots of cream  . . .  yummy . . . 

And those are my favorite things for this week. I hope some of them were your favorites also!

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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 *.˛.Ignorance is the curse of God;
Knowledge is the wing•。★★ 。* 。
wherewith we fly to heaven.•。★★ 。* 。
~Williuan Shakespeare° * 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ ˚ ˛ •
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I have nothing new to share today, but I am sharing my recipe for Whipped Shortbread cookies in the English Kitchen.  I make these every year. They are the best!

I hope you have a really lovely day.  I am taking my friend Jacquie out for lunch today to celebrate her birthday which was yesterday. I am looking forward to that!  Whatever you get up to, stay safe and stay warm!  Don't forget! 

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And I do too!    


Wednesday 29 November 2023

Wednesday Witterings . . .


I woke up this morning to see the ground covered in a light layer of snow. We have had flurries, but nothing that has lay.  I expect as the day goes it will all melt, but to me it is always exciting, this first real snowfall of the year. Oh, I know that before Winter's end the  novelty will have long worn off, but I  always enjoy these early season snowfalls very much.  

Everything seems to be cloaked in a wonderland of silent whiteness.  So pretty before it gets touched by the filth of the world.  For not it is pristine and clean.

I watched the cutest film on Netflix last night. Love at First Sight.  I really enjoyed it. Watching two young people fall in love in the cutest way.  So often films like this are so corny that you lost interest part of the way through.  This held my interest all the way through. I was sorry when it ended. Its a two thumbs up for me!


Still watching the street and wondering when it will be an acceptable time to hang out a wreath. Nobody has as of yet.  The new people across the way have put up some snow people on their railing.  I think perhaps the 1st of December will be appropriate? 

Many houses in town already have their lights and decorations up. Some are quite spectacular. I can remember when the children were growing up we would always take them on a few drives through the holiday season in the run up to Christmas to view all the lights. It was always a fun thing to do.  I always enjoyed it at any rate and I think that they did too!

I bought my youngest grandson a firetruck for Christmas.  Now I am wondering if it is too old a toy for him. I have never met him and it has been a very long time since I have been around four year old children. It makes all the appropriate fire truck noses and pumps water, etc.  Apparently he likes tractors and his dad got him an electric ride on tractor that he enjoys. I also have to figure out how to get it to him. 

Why do I do these things?  Buying things for children that I don't know and have no idea how I am going to get them to them. There is a wee boy at church. I think he is maybe 6 or 7. Maybe I will just give it to him.


I got myself a pair of wool mittens off Etsy. They came from Newfoundland.  They are nice and thick and I think they will be quite warm.  I don't really know how to knit well enough to make myself a pair.  They don't look like these ones.  They are in shades of variegated blues, greys and pinks.

I do love mittens in the Winter, rather than gloves. I have always loved mittens.  Did your mother used to safety pin your mittens to your coat so you wouldn't lose them?  I think I need to do that to mine now, lol.  I am always losing my mittens and gloves.


Have any of you ever made your own Stollen from scratch?  I love Stollen.  In the UK you could get Stollen bites. they were little cubes of Stollen and they were delicious.  I think they had dipped them in butter and then coated them abundantly in icing sugar. So tasty.  I would love to have a good stollen recipe.  I don't want to waste a bunch of expensive ingredients on something that is not going to come up to par.


Time to get my Christmas Cards done.  I will work on them a few at a time over the next week or so.  Do you include newsletters in yours?  I never do, but I do love to read other people's newsletters. It is a bit of a conundrum for me.  I don't really think I have enough news to put into a newsletter.  I have a friend who sends an e-mail one and it is always pages long and filled with loads of photos and news from throughout the whole year.  I love to read it. I am just  not that organized.


It is time for me to call the lad who collects the re-fundables from me and have him come and pick some up. I must have five or six big blue bags full  now.  I also have loads of paper to get rid of.  I don't know why I print out recipes. I have tons of recipes printed out and I know I am never going to cook them. I see one and I think I would like to make that and I print it out and then it goes into a pile and stays there.  I need to stop doing that.  I have loads of cookbooks and I should be cooking from them, not from internet printouts. It is a waste of ink and paper.  And it is clutter.  I need to work on that.

Cindy and I are going to Dad's this morning to help him take a bath.  He is afraid to take one by himself and he likes having his back scrubbed.  He always wants us to scrub it harder but I am afraid to do that because I know that elderly people's skin is very thin.  I used to have to give people baths when I worked at the care home in Chester. That was over 20 years ago now. I was a lot younger then. We had a hoist to help to get them in and out of the tub. We each had a list of residents that we were responsible for and they were to be given one bath a month.  I can remember thinking it was appalling that they only got one bath a month.  And that was the tip of the iceberg when it came to care.

I can tell you that job really opened my eyes as to the way people are institutionally cared for when they get too old to care for themselves. I am not saying that it is like that at every care home because I know it is not. But my heart broke every day.  Too many residents, not enough care workers.  Too much neglect.  I vowed then that my parents would never go into a care home.  And I would rather die than go into one myself. In the Scandinavian countries care is much much better. I think that the problem starts when you start looking at care as a business rather than a service.

And with that rather positive note I best leave you with a thought for the day!

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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˚ ˛ •˛• ˚ | 田田 |門 ★
*Happiness is the harvest
of the quiet eye.•。★★ 。* 。
~Austin O'Malley° * 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ ˚ ˛ •
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LOL not very visually appealing I know!  I just looked at this and it looks like a deer on a plate with a few odds and sods around it. 

Its my Vintage Menu Madness post. From The Better Homes and Gardens Cookbook, 1963.  There is Susan's Meatloaf, creamy Scalloped Potatoes, Baked Acorn Squash, Buttered Carrots and for dessert a Fruitful Cobbler with cream.  All looks aside it was quite tasty! 

Its very chilly this morning and is about as warm as it is going to get today.  Wherever you are stay warm and be  happy.  I hope you have a lovely day.  Whatever you get up to, don't forget!

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And I do too!     

Tuesday 28 November 2023

A Day Book . . .



The sun is just coming up really. The sky is still dark, but overcast with clouds. I see a bit of blue there though, which is promising. It is one degree above freezing at the moment.  It is not expected to get much warmer than this today and they are expecting flurries later in the day.  Yesterday was absolutely horrible. It lashed down rain all day and was really windy. At times the rain was driving sideways. I had been going to pick up Cindy, but we decided to just stay put!



I was thinking back to mornings when I was a child this morning.  Mom would have gotten us up, one at a time so that we could each have a turn in the bathroom.  The radio would be playing in the kitchen and we would be listening to it as we ate our breakfast. On a weekday it would be nothing more than a bowl of cereal and a piece of toast, the family cat winding itself in and out of our legs beneath the table.  We would have our daily glass of Beep. Beep was a fruity apricot and orange drink that my mother got from the milk man and was really delicious. Mom felt that it was full of vitamins and would help to give us a good start to the day. Up until we were teenagers we also got a spoon full of a liquid vitamin.  I loved the taste of those as well.  My favorite cereal was cheerios, then and now.  Oh, and puffed rice. The radio would give us the news of the day and the weather. There would be music of course, and little programs like Art Linkletter's "Kids Say the Darndest Things" and Paul Harvey's "Now You Know the Rest of the Story."  

It was years ago now, over fifty, but in my mind it seems like just yesteryear. As much as I hated to hear it then, what I wouldn't give to hear my mother's voice wake me up in the morning with a "time to get up!" now.



About how quickly this year seems to have passed by. With only a few days left in November, December will soon be upon us.  I love the Christmas season. It has always been my favorite time of the year.  I used to always love decorating for the holidays.  It hardly seems worth it now. I will put  my wreaths up and my small tree. My Christmas table cloth that Elaine gifted me with. Put out my cards that I receive.  I do so love the cards I get each year.  They mean the world to me. To know that someone thought enough to send me a card . . .  it is such a special gift.  To do that small thing. It especially means a lot to people who live on their own, and as the years advance, our numbers increase. 



It is my friend Jacqueline's birthday on Wednesday (tomorrow!)  I am taking her out for lunch on Thursday. I know it is a day later,  but I go for supper with my father on Wednesday nights and I don't want to eat out twice in one day.  Jacqueline doesn't mind. If I had been thinking I would have organized a few others to join us. But it will just be her and I, which is nice also. We have known each other for a very long time  now. It was her late husband Tom who baptized me back in 1999.


Could he be any closer.  Nutmeg likes to keep me company for a time in the mornings. He lays on the desk next to me, his head resting on my arm as I type. He purrs the whole time. The sounds of Jays or Crows in the back yard usually tempts him away eventually, but for a few moments we are at one with each other. It warms my heart. 

Diadamy and Athalea


There's been an addition to my family. Diadamy's sister Athaleah has shown up.  In real life Diadamy was my third great grandmother, and her sister really was named Athalea. I do not know how close they were to each other in real life, but they are both buried in the Whitman cemetary in South Williamston which is where most of my mother's family rests. There are over 7 generations of the family there. My sister and I will also rest there one day.  I thought Diadamy was feeling lonely and so I thought I better bring her sister here to keep her company.  They look like they are sharing a little secret with each other. 

Born a Whitman (like Diadamy) Athaleah married a man named John Robert Currell. They had 13 children.  Three died in infancy, being only about a year old. Two died during their childhood years. Only 8 lived to be adults.  Life was hard in the old days. Child mortality was very high.


I love dolls.  I have always loved dolls. My sister and I did not have a lot of dolls to play with when we were children. We both have a love and fascination with dolls now.  Perhaps because we did not have many as children?  I don't know. When my girls were growing up and small, they got a new doll every year for Christmas.  Amanda did not play with her dolls, whereas Eileen loved her dolls to death. I think they were really dolls I wanted for myself, but could not bring myself to buy myself, and so I bought them for my girls.  I have several dolls now, and I love them all. A beautiful porcelain one that Elaine got me a few years back, Diadamy, also a gift from Elaine, and Athaleah who I recently bought for myself. Then there is Luna Lapin.   


Study for Obedience by Sarah Bernstein

"For readers of Shirley Jackson, Iain Reid, and Claire-Louise Bennett, a haunting, compressed masterwork from an extraordinary new voice in Canadian fiction. A young woman moves from the place of her birth to the remote northern country of her forebears to be housekeeper to her brother, whose wife has recently left him. Soon after her arrival, a series of inexplicable events occurs - collective bovine hysteria; the demise of a ewe and her nearly born lamb; a local dog's phantom pregnancy; a potato blight. She notices that the local suspicion about incomers in general seems to be directed with some intensity at her and she senses a mounting threat that lies 'just beyond the garden gate.' And as she feels the hostility growing, pressing at the edges of her brother's property, she fears that, should the rumblings in the town gather themselves into a more defined shape, who knows what might happen, what one might be capable of doing."

I picked this book because the author is a Canadian Ex Pat living in Scotland. It also won the 2023 Scotiabank Giller Prize and was shortlisted for the Booker Prize.  I have only just started it. The review on it have been very mixed. We shall see how I get on.


Thai Chicken Salad by Salt & Lavender.  I know it is not salad season, but I could eat chicken salad any time of year and the flavors of this are calling to me. Looks like it has plenty of crunch.  I do like a peanut dressing as well.


Squid Game on Netflix.  I did not see the movie or Korean version, but this game program is quite compelling to me. I binge watched the first five episodes and am now waiting for the remainder to drop. with a prize fund of 4.56 million dollars for the winner. Based on a South Korean series.  I am hooked, lined and sinkered!



Fresh cinnamon rolls. They are so dangerous for me to have around.  I really like the TikTok ones. So easy to make and so delicious!



Pretty fabrics. I love color and bright colors. I love pairing fabrics together.  I hoard them. I buy fabric with a plan in mind and then never get around to the plan.  I need to work on that and actually use what I have.



I was talking to my oldest son Anthony on facetime yesterday. It was a nice conversation. I always enjoy talking to my children. I have a really good life at the moment. I am living much closer to my family and enjoying every minute of it. I have a comfortable little home.  I have everything I am in need of. Sometimes I start to think that things are going TOO well and I wonder when this run of goodness will end, but I try not to think about it. That is only my anxiety kicking in.  All my life I have been plagued with anxiety.  Trying to live life without thinking about the worst case scenario is really difficult for me, but I am working at it. It is sometimes a daily exercise. It is often a daily exercise and something which I need to choose for myself each day.  It helps to trace the goodness of my days and I do so beginning with gratitude at the beginning of my days for having been given one day more and ending at the end of my days with prayers of gratitude to my Heavenly Father for all of His tender mercies and love and blessings that I have experienced throughout my day.  If you look for the goodness you will find it in abundance and I live my life looking for the goodness that is always there, despite my  occasional anxiety about worst case scenarios.  



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 *.˛.Don't forget -- no one else sees 
the world the way you do,
so no one else can tell the stories
that you have to tell.° * 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ ˚ ˛ •
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Some people will want to read them.  Most will  not.  Write them anyways!

In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Lemon & Yogurt Mixed Berry Muffins. I made a small batch from a recipe I found in a Dorie Greenspan book. They are not pretty, but they sure are delicious!

I hope you have a wonderful day. I have some work to do this morning and then I am picking up my sister and running a few errands.  Stay safe and warm no matter what you get up to today! Don't forget!

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And I do too!