(I was writing this last night when my computer decided to take a nap on me! I've finished it off this morning and was glad to review it—it needed it!)
Remember the desk I told you about a few weeks ago? I went to work today, pulled a sticky note off the desk, and sadly, left a residue on the surface. I was so sad and surely didn't want that sticky stuff on my beautiful desk. I remembered from my early training in Arbonne that one oil will break down another. (THEN it made sense that I'd gotten all those 'forwards' about how WD-40 will clean anything! But it never made sense to use petroleum to *clean*anything. Gross.) So, I thought, I could use a surface cleaner, or WD-40, or a scratchy pad, but my desk seemed to be more worthy than any of those options! Reflecting on the 'one-oil-breaks-down-another' concept, I immediately thought of Arbonne's Skin Conditioning Oil. I love my desk, I don't want to ruin it, and my hands are always on it, which ultimately end up on MY skin, so why not try it. Off to the kitchen I trotted (literally! Just ask Goldie!), grabbed a couple of paper towels, and got the SCO (Skin Conditioning Oil) out of the kitchen drawer where I keep it to treat burns, cuts, and scrapes and to rub into my cuticles when I am waiting on water to boil ;) because we all know that a watched pot never boils. Back in the office, I squirted a little on the residue and started rubbing. It didn't take long to see the original smoothness return! In fact, I rubbed down the entire desk! It was oohing and aahing the whole time!
Lessons learned: (1) never stick a sticky note to my beautiful Laura Ashley desk. (2) Think outside the box for product usage. (3) Go get a massage of my own!
Do you love grilled cheese and tomato soup? Ooh yummy—what a great lunch. So good and cozy. It's still in the lower 50s here during the days so I'm still wanting a cozy lunch. A Cheddar Cheese sandwich spread with butter (Smart Balance) for pan-toasting, dipped in Campbell's Tomato Soup, accompanied with a steaming hot cup of Earl Grey tea is just the ticket. For some reason, (maybe the 'thinking-outside-the-box' nudge that I had with the Oil) the goat cheese toasts that are often served with plainly dressed salads in France came to my mind. I wondered how they would taste with tomato soup. . . Hmmm, maybe it would offer a more grown up taste than the childhood memory. Of course, I would've been just as happy with a traditional grilled cheese and soup! There's certainly nothing childish about that! And the Goat Cheese Toasts were wonderful with the soup.
After a couple more hours of work (laundry, e-mail, straightening my office, finishing off a party order), I had a hankering to bake. Does that ever strike you? The kids need cookies for lunches, and my friend had given me leftovers in one of her dishes and I had to return it. You know etiquette (southern, probably) requires that a dish should be returned full! An excuse to bake! So I made Snickerdoodles (try pronouncing that in French!). The smell is incredible. I took snack-sacks with me to pick up the kids. . . I love doing that. I texted Ben to let him know I was there with a snack if he wanted it before practice. He called me on the phone: "I'll be right there. Don't leave! I'm getting my pants on! I'll be right there!" Ok, Ok, alright already. So you want a snack! The kid is always eating!
Ken's been out of town and each time he goes (which, thank God, is only every 3-5 years!) I'm most aware that I was not cut out for single-parenting! Doing ALL the running, doing ALL the erranding, and still trying to put on a happy face, is not something I'm good at. I'm a stay-at-home mom/wife/homemaker and love it, but it's a job unlike any other on the market. With all its fulfillment for me, it still seems sometimes like it's a job that never has an end. I like putting the period on something, but with this project, I don't know that I ever will. Until my death. . . We got on fine and I accomplished everything that Ken and I usually accomplish together, but I was exhausted! So I gave myself freedom to catch up today. I wish that meant a nap, but instead, I caught up on my Arbonne clients, I did Ken's travel laundry (along with 3 other loads!), and baked cookies. That was all before 2 o'clock. It really was a pleasant day just being at home with Goldie, getting things done that needing doing, and rejuvenating a little. After 2 PM, the chaos started: I spent the afternoon carpooling in between piano lessons—not a necessarily easy proposition! Dinner followed (at almost 8 PM!).
That was my Thursday in a nutshell. OK. . . I'm willing to concede that it was a big nutshell!
Here's my recipe for Snickerdoodles:
- 3 ¼ c. flour
- ½ t. baking soda
- ½ t. cream of tartar
- ½ t. salt
- 1 c. butter, softened
- 2 c. sugar
- 2 eggs
- ¼ c. milk
- 1 t. vanilla
Combine dry ingredients. Set aside.
Beat butter for 30 seconds and add the sugar. Beat till fluffy. Add eggs, milk, and vanilla, and beat well. Add the dry ingredients and mix well with wooden spoon. (I did all this in my KitchenAid.)
From dough into small balls and roll in sugar and cinnamon (3 T. sugar, 1 t. cinnamon) –it always takes more than this!—Flatten with a glass (or the palm of your hand).
Bake on greased cookie sheet at 375˚ for 8 minutes. (I'm not sure why they suggest a greased cookie sheet. I've never greased them for this cookie. You usually don't need extra greasing unless the recipe calls for a minimal amount of fat. Obviously, this one doesn't!)