Good Morning, my friends! Welcome to a brand new week. Today I am sipping Starbucks Holiday Blend...still...with a splash of sweet cream. My mug is an old favorite I picked up at TJ Maxx a few years ago. Outside it is grey and blustery, cold and snowy. Inside, it is cozy and quiet, still and calm. My plan for today is to homeschool, make dinner, clean up, and watch The Bachelor. In between, I will visit your blogs, call my mom, and read a few chapters in my new book.
Dinner tonight is a new recipe, Cheesy Taco Pasta with corn and applesauce. I spent a few hours Saturday morning doing a light cleaning, so the house is clean (enough), and Steve and I picked up groceries yesterday morning, so the fridge and cupboards are full. Life continues around us, and while I am aware of all that is happening, I am careful about how much I let into our safe haven. It isn't ignorance or refusal to acknowledge. Rather, it is a choice. A choice I am making to ensure our home is a place of warmth, safety, and calm.
To do just that, this past weekend, I found an extra loaf of frozen bread dough in the freezer. I thawed it and spread it out on a cookie tray. Then slathered it with butter, covered it in cinnamon and sugar, rolled it, and cut it into pieces. Then I arranged them in my mom's round cake pans and let them rise. After I baked them, I iced them with Peyton's homemade cream cheese icing. And they were good.
Have a lovely day, my friends.
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