There’s a lot going on today, which is fantastic because I have no childcare and my little one won’t nap. Also, there’s a hole in the pocket of my winter coat, so I keep “losing” my phone and my keys because they fall through the hole and get stuck in the lining. But, ask me if I care? I don’t, because I have cause for celebration.
Cause for Celebration: Ya’ll, I am so excited I am about to ink a deal with a design firm to redo our house.
OHMYGOD, I am totally kidding. I don’t even know why I made that joke, except that it would seriously be the end of the world if there was a design company that wanted to partner with me. My idea of design is to buy curtains at IKEA, leave them in the car for four months and every so often gripe at my husband for not hanging the curtain. I call it “Designing For Spouses.”
Seriously, though, I know I wrote this post mentioning (to the ENTIRE FREAKING WORLD) that my internist found a lump in my breast. Yesterday, I had an extensive visit with the breast clinic here in Chicago and am pleased to report a completely clean bill of health. Actually, they couldn’t find the lump at all, which is a good thing. I am very grateful.
Cajuns: I have Cajun forebears and one of them passed on a recipe that is the greatest cookie recipe ever because (1) it’s only three ingredients and (2) it tastes like heaven on a plate (or straight out of the pan if I was honest).
For the cookie recipe from my Grandmother Lucille, please see this guest post over at Whisks and Words, the faboosh site run by Dana Staves, who can cook up a storm and write like an angel. Incidentally, Dana was the very first person to ever ask me advice about blogging. In spite of her questionable judgment on who to ask for advice, her site is flourishing. She’s got big changes coming in her life, so I can’t wait to see it chronicled in her blog.
This is the only recipe I know so this will be the last time we do this. Enjoy!