Grandma's shortbread

SHORTBREAD

1 lb. butter
1 cup white sugar
yolk of 2 eggs
5 cups flour
2 tsp. vanilla
salt

Combine like pastry, adding flour until combined.  Pat out and lightly roll, cut

into at least 1/2 inch sizes.  Bake 350 degrees until slightly brown.

Feeling Lucky

The more I see of the world and people, the more I see relationships that just don't work out. Sometimes there's something that you can point to and say "oh ya, that's totally the problem", but most of the time it's just... done. At least from the outside. It makes me sad for those people, but I'm not really surprised anymore by it.

Which is why I feel so lucky right now.

Which is why I'm motivated to keep working on what we've got.

There will always be difficult times (8yo puking off the upper bunk comes to mind).

I just hope that all my puppeting practice will put me over the top. [ squeaky voice ] I'm sure that it will!

Commuting with family

September is about 10 months away, but that will be the first time in a long time that I will not be commuting without taking kids into work with me. They can be difficult, but as I think about it, I'm really going to miss it.

It's been a "forced" time with the kids. The most enjoyable of course are biking, but the train is a close second. For those 20-30 minutes it's just us exploring the world together, talking about what we see, making up silly things (me: "did you see the elephant hiding in the tunnel? It's grey and puts its trunk by the pipes... you have to look hard". Lucy: "No, but I see a purple kitty cat and a pink dog. Woof woof woof!").

Ah, one of these days I'll be less sad as my kids grow up. But today is not one of those days.