I have been keeping my fingers crossed for the stars to align for you.
Oatmeal raisin cookies aren’t my favorite, but I agree that they are pretty darn good. Especially if they have cinnamon and brown sugar.
One big sister I am aware of tried to sell her little sister in the school newspaper. “Hardly used, never does chores.”
Dad thought it was funny as anything, Mom wasn’t nearly as amused.
It is a hard choice.
We made plans for our cats years ago because we do such risky things as drive in Prescott. Our will gives the local cat rescue group the use of our home as well as a monthly allowance for utilities and cat fud until our last cat dies. At that time, everything gets sold and distributed between our nieces and nephews.
Hopefully we will be able to find another rescue group willing to make that sort of arrangement in WV.
Of course, fostering is always an option.
Being catless as long as I am able to care for one is not an option.
Hubs sets his alarm for the same time every morning, he thinks it’s important to have a routine.
After I retired, I would set my clock just so I could slap it off and go back to sleep knowing that I could do it without repercussions. For the first couple of weeks, I even hit the snooze a few times, just because I could.
It will, if only because I’ve adjusted it to the 9th. That is a Sunday so we will have a day of no road work.
When we first looked at the place, the real estate person said the owner was going to have an estate sale but would give us first dibs after stuff had been priced. We bought our current furniture with this place in mind and I thought the furniture in our new place fit better with that home, so suggested that we just sell/give away what we have here and pay a couple of thousand (estate sale prices) for the dead woman’s stuff. That would make the move cheaper and easier.
Hubs was hurt, we had paid a lot of money for our stuff and we bought it because I liked it. I was all OK, whatever. We’ll pay to have it moved and then replace it piece by piece later.
Tonight he suggested that we do make an offer on the dead woman’s stuff so I’d have a bed and chairs and all and he would sell much of our current stuff before moving.
Link for those who don’t have it bookmarked. 
I sure do get that!!!
I have a friend with Pomeranians. She doesn’t bring them to visit because GG wants to PLAY with them. He’s not being mean, he just doesn’t understand that he can’t carry the little fuzzy squeak toys around and drop them in water to see if they float.
Make up a batch of masa and spread half in a 8X10 baking pan. Grate a couple of cups of Monterey Jack. Mix a couple of cups of left over chicken with a bottle of green Verde salsa. Put a layer of cheese down, spread the chicken salsa mix over that, more cheese and then the rest of the masa and a final layer of cheese. Cover with foil and bake at 350 for 45 minutes.
Super easy and lots of compliments.
Do you happen to have the recipe handy? That sounds super yum.
Congrats on the clay, getting more for less is always fun!