I hope all who come here to read and visit with me are well. If you need some prayers, please let me know in the comments and I will add you to my prayers. God listens, and he listens to me because I am his girl!
I turned the heat on for the first time this year...you know that smell that occurs the first time you turn it on...tee hee.
I am going to put a new tab together on my sidebar for Christmas cookies and their recipes. I would love to have some of your recipes. If you have a favorite Christmas cookie recipe, or just a cookie recipe that you would like to share with me, I would love it.
I get so consumed with love and happiness during this time. There is just something in the air. Everyone seems to be a little kinder and a little more happy. The Christmas lights always put me in a such a festive and Chrismasy <sp> mood, with a little pep in my step.
Here is a picture of my most favorite Christmas cookie. They are an Italian Christmas cookie.....I am Italian. I make them every Christmas and they must be made one at a time. Labor of love!
I can hear my washer swishing my laundry.
I love the everyday sounds that we have around the house. Sometimes, when I am outside, and it is quiet it can transform my thoughts to a time when I was young and waiting for a ride home from high school, because I stayed back and missed the bus. The quietness in my thoughts, the crispness in the air, reminding me I should have brought a sweater and how nice being inside my warm home will be. It brings me to a much simpler time. It was hard though, I didn't have an easy time growing up, missing my Mama all the while trying to find my ownself. As a young girl we always have so many questions to ask our moms, my dad tried, and my grandmother didn't think most of my questions deserved an answer, either I was too young, or they weren't appropriate...etc...etc. I grew up not knowing a whole lot about my self, I was very book smart but not very wise with the questions I had. When I grew up, we didn't have Google...lol.
My father taught me the basics of cooking, and I thank him everyday for the sweet life skills he tried to instill in me. He taught me how to do laundry, too.....his whites sparkled, my whites, not always...lol. I try though, and I try with a whole a lot of love and care.
So with that said, tell me your favorite cookie :0)
xo
Julieann
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