So all hail, Melusin!
So all hail, Melusin!
So this is the first opportunity I've had since the SSHG reveal to publicly thank the ever-awesome Ayerf for her take on my prompt. In Loco Parentis is a gem indeed, so wry and well-written I even carved out time to re-read it post twins! Thank you, Ayerf, and thanks to all who made the Exchange so fabulous.
Some fabulous mystery author made my Monday with his/her take on my prompt. It's witty and wry and tender and such good fun and if you haven't already, you must read it! Thanks, mystery author! I'm giddy and thrilled and grateful.
Oh, wait. We have a new one.
I've felt so much *taller* ever since watching the Bush helicopter lift off on 1/20.
Spent my afternoon at a pro-Roe rally downtown, picketed by many anti-abortion activists. No rocks were thrown and no police called (unlike the last protest I attended), but I felt pretty damn conspicuous thanks to my enormous twin stomach. I'm pleased as anything to be having these very much wanted little girls but I felt very visible and very public. In an odd way, it reminded me of adolescence, when quite suddenly the eyes of the world looked at me differently. Meh. This is quite the inarticulate post. I did enjoy the shocked looks from the other side that I was standing very firmly (with a very big sign) with the pro-choice activists, though!
In other vaguely political news, SOL and Robbie jaunted off the DC for the festivities earlier this week. They returned this evening and presented me with a sculpted bar of soap shaped like Obama's head. The wrapper proudly proclaims this product "The Audacity of Soap." The only downside is that the soap smells vaguely of fish food, which only helps assure that I will keep the souvenir instead of actually using it!
I just spent fifteen minutes on the phone with an airline representative. My intent was to confirm our (relatively spacious) exit row seats for next week's vacation. Instead I wound up trying (and failing) to explain to the gentleman on the line that as a US citizen I actually do *not* need a passport to fly to Hawaii.
I am very ready for some sunshine and beach time, and very ready for 2009.
By the by, another resolution is to be a bit more speedy with fic updates. I have a feeling I'll do better with that one than the whole patience bit, but we'll see.
We've been snowed in since Monday, and grappling with intermittent power loss.
SOL and Robbie have basically moved in, as our wood stove generates an amazing amount of heat and their fireplace doesn't.
It's been very "Little House on the Prairie" without the underlying racism. Needless to say, I am glad to have our electricity back, even if we're a day or so away from being able to get off this hill. The good news? I got about half a "Properties of Silver" chapter written by candlelight...all I need to do is finish and transcribe it. Maybe by New Years?
I've been pinged with requests for the Chai Snickerdoodles recipe, and SOL was happy to share. She got the recipe from the family of one of Robbie's friends, who got it from the internet, so, as SOL says "putting it back on the Internet is like ashes to ashes, dust to dust, except with baked goods." So, enjoy (I know we are).
2 cups sugar
2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground ginger
1 teaspoon ground cardamom
1/2 teaspoon ground allspice
1 cup butter, soft
2 large eggs
1 1/2 tsp vanilla extract
2 3/4 cups all purpose flour
1/4 tsp salt
2 tsp cream of tartar
1 tsp baking soda
Preheat the oven to 350F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
In a large bowl, combine sugar and spices; remove 1/2 cup of this mixture and place in a medium-sized, shallow dish or bowl (like a soup plate). Add butter to bowl and cream with sugar mixture until fluffy. Beat in eggs, one at a time, and vanilla extract.
In a medium bowl, whisk together flour, salt, cream of tartar and baking soda. Add to sugar mixture and stir until fully incorporated.
Shape dough into 1 inch balls and roll in reserved sugar-spice mixture. Place on baking sheet, leaving 2 inches between balls to allow for spreading.
Bake for about 12 minutes, until edges are firm to the touch, but not quite browned. Cool for 3-5 minutes on the baking sheet, then transfer cookies to a wire rack to cool completely.
Makes about 4 dozen.
- Chai Snickerdoodles
- Ginger mutants (they were supposed to be ginger men, but Madconsort lacks cookie cutter skills, and thanks to Robbie's inspiration we had a blast cobbing broken body parts together...I feel a new December tradition)
- Chocolate crinkles (everyone's favorite, except, temorarily, yours truly's)
- Almond spritzes
- There are cookies to be made (and Robbie and SOL are stuck on the hill too, and available for the bakestravaganza)
- LJ to catch up on (my best friend from my wild university days was out for over a week, so I haven't had time to read, let alone post!)
- Naps to take
- and I realize I am woefully behind on updating "Properties of Silver" and really ought to work on the next chapter.
Please consider affixing a warning lable to indicate to unsuspecting shoppers that a toy speaks. It took about ten minutes to clean up the crap that spilled out of my purse when I dropped it, startled, after a very pervy looking koala asked if I would "like to explore and play." In a word? Yes. But with Madconsort, not with pervy koalas.
Also? What is with all the shirts identifying their wearers as "baby"? Unless I am massively underestimating the consequences of sleep-deprivation, I doubt I'll mistake either Adlai or McGovern for a sandwich. And if I do become that sleepless-zombiod, why on earth would you assume that I still retain the ability to read?
Love, and turn that "R" around,