Friday, December 10, 2010

The Last Weekend

The last weekend of this semester is upon me. One more weekend of hard work studying for my algebra final, some sacrifice (sorry Jil), and this semester will be finished. It is hard to believe how quickly time has flown. I really can’t think of a fall that has gone more quickly and winter seems to following suit.

One time years ago when I worked at the Credit Union, one of our members was talking about how quickly time was going for him as he grew older. His theory was that a year was a smaller percentage of his life making them feel like they passed more and more quickly. I hope on some level that he is wrong, because he is about 20 years older than I am and I don’t want time to go any faster than it is.

Not only is school filling my time and brain right now, but Christmas keeps poking its head in my thoughts to remind me that it’s just around the corner. Yikes!!! Packages to mail, cards to write, house to decorate, not to mention cookies to bake!

I do have my Christmas cookie list made and decided with Terran that we wouldn’t do as much baking this year. Right now the list is 9 cookies long and I don’t see how we can narrow it down any more than it has been at this point. The ones that are on the list are keepers, not one can be sacrificed. Everyone loves the espresso crinkles, I’ve always made Nanaimo bar and cant’ leave those off. My great-grandma’s buckeyes are a must and I really want to try the new ginger cookie recipe that has candied ginger pieces in it. We also are leaving so many yummy cookies off, peanut butter crunches, white chocolate raspberry cookies, and fudge. Do you see what I mean? Nine really are just a few of all the ones that sound good. I once heard moderation is the key…. I don’t think it is working.

Well, I need to go back to my final Friday studying for the year. That sounds good!



plantingpennies said...

Yeah, but they're cookies! They fit conveniently in church offering plates, in a dog's smile, in the hands of your nephews and nieces, and they can be worn as a yamaka by unorthodox, messianic Jews, like myself.
Last year it was raining cookies; now drought?

Anonymous said...

Oh, Honey, What fun to read your blog. Thank you for your time in writing. I love you, Mom