Deliciouso....mmmmm.....

Tuesday night my family was lucky (and ailing) enough to receive a treat of epic proportions from our dear and lovely friend, Kirsten Naylor...dinner. All of it was yummy, but what I really want to focus on was the cake she baked and was actually embarrassed to leave with me. She didn't think it looked right and was worried it might not be done...little did she know.

Okay, so I called her and this is how she made it (let me just add, it's delicious if served warm...another of her worries):
*One French Vanilla cake mix - mix (with an additional 1/2 cup sour cream) and bake as directed on package.
*When out out of the oven and still warm, frost with a mixture of powdered sugar, milk, butter and almond flavoring (measurements will be edited in later...after I've experimented).

Serve like I said...warm.

Our heartfelt thanks, Kirsten. You're a real Idaho gem!

Playing an old game.....

..... Ally and I. It happened as we were driving down Ustick Rd. the other day and saw a car with a Hawaii license plate.... then 20 seconds later Connecticut and Pennsylvania. Now, if you've never been on Ustick Rd, you might not understand the significance of that. Ally got Alaska yesterday. Guess I better get out more.

2017

Many many moons since my last post. I do think about it every once in a while..... posting, that is. I only keep this blog for myself. And while it says that it gets visits from places like Russia, Germany, China, France, the Middle East, and the US... I think it's probly mostly people that stumble across it looking for what a sweet potato is. This blog keeps me honest. With myself. I'm pretty much an open book to the rest of the world, there are only a few things that I keep absolutely cocooned up tightly... maybe cocooned up tightly isn't the right phrase? Maybe more like tucked away in the drawer of an old dresser that belonged to an ancestor and is kept in a corner of the attic? Hmm. Now I'm thinking how tranquil and secluded that would be... quiet, still. I'd need an overstuffed chair with a blankie and a lamp... and I'd fall asleep next to the dresser, holding those things I keep to myself. But, I digress. I totally want ...

Trewly

God, shield my beloved, my white dove. And the.... .... child that she may one day bear. Preserve her from violence.... ..... and from harm. In this place.... .... and every place. On this night... .... and on every night.

Sweet Potators

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