Ok..moving onto something with a tad more substance. The most incredible thing happened last night. I was clearly recognized for my dessert making skills. It was at a Ward Family Home evening held at the park. They have it on the first monday of every month. Alpine wards take note...they served hotdogs and dessert. Thats it..no vegetable plates, no sides, no sign ups or "ask these people to bring dishes so we can get them there". No posters, no flyers..nada. And no one was complaining about the meal. There was a prayer on the food but then no program of any kind!! The turn out was good. Men folk were playing basketball, just playing not some tournament thing set up. And then people started asking who made the tres leche cake. At first it simply made my heart sing, but then people were really talking about it. I would hear, "oh, you've got to try that cake." This happens to my good friends and daughters..but not me. As Porter once lovingly said," your desserts always taste good,but they look like hell." Ok, this tres leche cake was not a stunner either but the taste was apparently spot on. Oh, and the other thing is that the sista's down here don't do" homemade". You show up at events and its all costco pie this and Safeway brownies that. Two people had even brought nothing-bundt-cakes, and they were still choosing mine!! Brought a tear to my eye. It is not a huge thing, but I am going to take it.
All this because I finally don't have to reset my clocks. It is MY time you know.
1 comment:
I hear ya on the time change thing! My sibs living in AZ seem to get along just fine without all the clock changing (and Sue has a clock in every room (-: ).
By the way, thanks so very much for the b-day card. I loved the thoughts and sentiments expressed!
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