Mama. Daddy. Little boy. Little girl. Christ followers. Joy-Filled. Kitchen dwellers. Coffee fanatics. Essential oil users. Gardeners. Health-minded. Knowledge seekers. Creative. Music fanatics. Nature Lovers. FAMILY. Huskers. Red Sox.
Hand-Picked by our Father in Heaven.
For the cookies: In large bowl, cream together first three ingredients. Beat in molasses and eggs. In separate bowl, combine dry ingredients. Blend thoroughly with a wire whisk. Gradually mix flour mixture with the creamed mixture, until dough is smooth. Roll dough into balls, roll into sugar, and place on a greased cookie sheet. Bake at 350° (F) for EXACTLY 10 minutes. Cookies will look slightly underdone. Cool completely on wire rack.
For the icing: Brown butter* over medium heat, set aside. Combine remaining ingredients and add browned butter. Mix until smooth, adding more milk as necessary.
*To brown butter: heat in skillet, swirling butter CONSTANTLY, until fragrant (approximately 3 minutes). Immediately remove from heat. You will know when it is done when your kitchen smells like heaven.
It's here. The December Photo Project.
I've been looking forward to this as it so helps me to slow down and take in my surroundings more.
I really need it at this time in our life.
Mama don't have much flow yet. But she can move while she hoops. Flow will come with practice and more practice. So for now I look like an awkward dancer. So is life!
After noticing one of my beautiful Gladiolas was broke off and laying on the grass I was bummed. The next day I noticed 3 or 4 of them were missing.
I blamed the neighbors. Who would steal my flowers? I can't believe it.
Two days later...broad daylight.
Thief caught. In action.
Sneaky rabbit. They are most all gone now. Travis saved part of a pretty red one that popped out this morning. Evan thinks they must taste sweet like candy.
Morning. Stretch. Time to wake. Breakfast. Kids. Husband. COFFEE. Stillness. Morning sounds. Mesmerized by steaming coffee. It swirls. Sigh. Let the day begin.
HELLO my friends.
For those of you who don't yet know, I have become a hooper.
A Hula Hooper!
I have 2 adult size hoops. One which actually comes apart to make for easy travel. I love them.
I'm not that good at it yet. But I have been having a blast learning how. It is an amazing workout and just so much fun. I know I hoop best to music. All types of music and have created a few Hoop Mixes that Travis says seem be played on repeat.
(They aren't, but He thinks so)
Hooping takes practice, practice, practice.
It's what every hooper tells you. So when you are impatient and just want to 'get it' , it doesn't always happen. So I've been practicing. I've actually stepped out-doors with my hoop and even taught a few other friends how. This was a big step and took courage. There is something about a hula hoop that draws people in. It is joyous. It brings smiles. How I love that.
Oh how I am excited for Autumn.
Hooping outdoors in the crisp air without breaking a sweat the first minute I 'm out. I'm ready for open space to practice in. My living room isn't quite cutting it.
I seem to feel clumsy with my hoop and am working on the "FLOW" of moving my hoop around. So I practice.
Will you join me. Practice with me? I promise you will love it.
I have become an avid follower of hooping.org and love all the inspiring videos that help encourage my journey. Here are a few of my favorites.
When a friend sends a text letting you know that their peach trees are ripe, loaded, and ready to be picked, but they are out of town on vacation for another week or more.
When she she says the house keeper is expecting your call. Please go pick peaches for your family because the peaches taste like candy.
YOU GO AND PICK YOU SOME PEACHES!
Forget about the 100 degree weather. They are sweet and juicy.
Take a stroll down to visit the chickens. Cock-a-doodle-do a bit.
Soak in the joy summer-time brings.
Peach moon of July's night sky.
We were a sweet, sweaty, sticky mess of FUN! Thank you Dodd family!