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Recipes For Cookies In Schenectady NY

Husband Cookies aka Significant Other Cookies

I have always stocked my cookie jar with fresh cookies. When Jack is home and Thomas, Chris and Caroline are here, I am rewarded in the morning with an empty cookie jar.  Amelia and Skates come home more often since they are closer than Jack is in Alabama. I made this cookie recipe for Skates with Reese’s chips and peanut butter M&Ms. Now, it is just the two of us. The midnight snacker Chip has a sweet tooth, and I…

Food & Philosophy

Thank you James Taylor

The music and lyrics of a James Taylor song can soothe a broken heart, make you dance in the kitchen, or add that sumpin-sumpin to an open sunroof ride on a fall day. James Taylor has been a part of my life since I can’t remember when. The first time I stepped foot into the Saratoga Performing Arts Center, aka SPAC, I was too young to drive there myself. I will never forget the smell of Adirondack Pines, the cool…

Couple Holding Hands

When 2 become 1.

When 2 become 1. I bet you thought this was going to be a story about a wedding day or some romantic notion about a couple? A joining of two hearts, a merging of similar passions. Not so much. You need to be there for your person. This story is about being there for your person. That one individual that you connect with for strength, happiness, a hug, or just to share a thought.  That would be your person. Grey’s Anatomy…

Marshmallow Snowman In A Red Mug Of Cocoa.

Holiday Wishes.

I love Christmas. We are just five short days away from the most magical day of the year. As the 25th draws near, my melancholy mood increases. Each year I go through this, and each year Chip reminds me to enjoy every single moment of it. I know, I know. I never want this season to end. I love the smell of the four, yes four live trees in the house. (I just added a fresh tree to the bathroom.…

Inspirational Beach Scene With Typographic Quote

A chain of events teaching life lessons.

So often, a series of events occurs that causes us to pause. This past month, these events presented themselves to me with a one-two-three punch. I’d like to share these with you and perhaps impart some unsolicited wisdom. My 81 year old mother. Last month my mother took a terrible spill at home. At some point during the early afternoon, she fell in the kitchen. She cut her head terribly and by most accounts had laid there for hours. Upon…