Lookie what came in the mail!
My new colors of Knit Picks Brava Sport.
Go ahead and stick your face in there. I did!
I'm pretty sure my eyes were dilated and twinkly too.
I made these Pineapple Cookies a couple of days ago.
Pineapple Cookies...sounds weird, huh?
I was intrigued.
My Review: These won't ever be my favorite, but they are good. Wish they tasted more like pineapple. They are soft and taste more like sugar cookies. I loved that they are sprinkled with sugar and freshly-grated nutmeg. They were easy to mix up and made 2 dozen. (I used an 8-oz can of pineapple chunks which I squished up with my hands and then drained well because I didn't have a can of crushed. Maybe that made a difference? I don't know. I made The Captain do a taste test when he got home from work without knowing what was in them. He couldn't tell, but guessed that maybe they were orange cookies.)
Not home-made, but I still love them for lunch sometimes.
They warm your tummy if you get them good and hot first.
I made this yesterday for my Dad's birthday cake.
His birthday is Sunday.
Happy 81st Birthday, Daddy!
Take your pick as a topping.
I like mine plain, but I may have a bite with each.
(Check out my shawl in the background! Shhhh!)
I saw The Captain making his breakfast this morning and ran in there to get a picture.
Toast with peanut butter and bananas!
I noticed this cool reflection in our TV this morning.
(That's a reflection of a light in the kitchen)
It looked much more groovy and cool in person.
I thought God was coming for me.
Or Pink Floyd. LOL.
Does anybody get that joke? If you didn't have the album (yes, album!),
Pink Dark Side of the Moon, you probably don't get it. On the front of the album cover, it had -- oh never mind. If I have to explain it, it's not funny.
Man, I am loving the parentheses today. Mayhaps someone had too much caffeine? Guess what? I won $40 on a scratch-off lottery ticket this week! Not exactly a windfall, but better than I've ever done before. I usually suck at the lottery, which is weird because I am a lucky girl. I love saying that, and I swear it makes me even more lucky. I say it every time I find a penny on the ground. I don't think anyone other than a child is as happy as I am when I find a penny.
Speaking of being lucky, I still haven't hung the horseshoe. There's a problem. I want it to go on the outside above the door, but there is brick there. The Captain is going to have to get up there with some kind of brick-penetrating apparatus for me. I think there is an aisle at Home Depot for "Brick Penetrating Apparatuses."
I've gotta go and stop rambling stoopidly.
See ya, chickies!
(And roosters, if any)