Happy Sunday! . . .

Color in the garden during the grey skies of winter.

Isn't that just the most delightful thing?

Harrison's confirmation brunch plant.

💜

And then, what catches your ear while glimpsing bits of color in the garden during the grey skies of winter? Chimes in memory of Ben given to me by our old neighbors, their boys grew up with Ben and Harrison. I do really love that chime and sometimes think it would be an interesting idea to compose a piece to the pitches that ring in the wind. 

Today I heard, "Then sings my soul . . . " drift out of the radio while sitting at the kitchen table. One of my fav, fav, favorites, so we'll take a closer look at the lyrics for our Happy Sunday.

"How Great Thou Art"

Well...first thing I've just learned while sleuthing online for more background is this hymn has a long, somewhat varying by source and interesting history. I think I've discovered that Wikipedia seems to reflect some of the little versions I saw elsewhere, including a book I have called, "Then sings my soul, 150 of the world's greatest hymn stories" by Robert J Morgan. And then it goes way beyond the few little places I checked out, seems pretty thorough to me and I found it very interesting. Essentially, a lot of people from a lot of countries around the world had their translations, musical arrangements, edits and additions onto the original 1885 poem written by Carl Boberg a 26 year old Swedish lay minister, poet and member of the Swedish Parliament.

His poem, "O Store Gud" - "O Mighty God" literally translated to English, said:

When I the world consider / Which Thou has made by Thine almighty Word, And how the webb of life Thou wisdom guideth / And all creation feedeth at The board. Then doth my soul burst forth in song of praise / Oh, great God, Oh great God!

 Here are the English lyrics in my 150 greatest hymns book, since that's closest to me right now.

O Lord, my God, When I in awesome wonder,

consider all the worlds Thy hands have made;

I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, 

Thy pow'r throughout The universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee,

How great Thou art! How great Thou art!

Then sings my soul, My Savior God to Thee,

How great Thou art!

How great Thou art!

When thru the woods and forest glades I wander,

And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;

When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur

And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul...

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,

Sent him to die, I scare can take it in,

That on the cross my burden gladly hearing,

He bled and died To take away my sin.

Then sings my soul...

When Christ shall come With shouts of acclamation

And take me home, What joy shall fill my heart

Then I shall bow In humble adoration,

And there proclaim,

"My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Savior God to thee, 

How great Thou art! How great Thou art!

Then sings my soul,  My Savior God to The,

How great Thou art!

How great Thou art!

Here's a version by the Statler Brothers, which is not my typical draw for listening, but I found it suprisingly appealing. Then, after sleuthing a little more I discovered the Statlers used to be named the Kingsmen but changed their name after another group, also named the Kingsmen recorded "Louie, Louie!" (Here they are at the Shindig in 1965) Ok, that's going to be that, check wikipedia for a Statler Brothers info too, another interesting stop for me tonight and which is why, once again...My Happy Sunday is about 12 hours later to post than a Happy Sunday post should be!  haha!

Have a Blessed Week!

Ten and a half months later . . . volleyball is back! . . .

#20!

You know, in honor of the year of the 100 yr virus...OY! This is what transpired after receiving the mid-Fall, late evening arrival of the jersey number picking email, where a fast email chain of mom's kept submitting their kids' numbers. Liv wasn't home so I texted her for her first choice, it was already taken, second choice, it was already taken, third choice, taken!! Finally, I said..."what about 20?'" thinking to myself, well, 10 is always such a hot number, shouldn't 20 be? Literally, those are super close to verbatim the words that went through my head. And then, after receiving the two shirts, one white, one blue, in January and seeing those two 20's right next to each other I was like, "What have I done?!"

BUT...then, literally just now as I was regurgitating this fascinating bit of my world...it hit me...WHAT??!!  Wait!! This is the absolute best number ever for her!! Why's that, you ask? Maybe some of you are already with me on this...11/20!! CHECK HERE Oh.My.Goodness!! How could I never have thought about that before. I hope she ends up liking #20 and makes that her number always. (-: 

She is still just sooooo good! I mean, she's 11 and she held her own with the 13 year old teams across the net from her super well. Her team as a whole didn't really though and they ended up dead last in their first tournament since last March, but hey, we're back and having fun learning the game.

Serving to the 1st place 13 year olds. (-: 

She had three in a row of those.

And, finally. If these work out in my roasting tonight it will be an absolute gardening miracle and might mean I dig myself out a root cellar! I just can't believe how long these things waited for me in my fridge. These are the beets I picked from my last haul of the garden in late fall. I recently blogged that I finally cleaned them up after they'd been in my fridge since getting picked but never actually roasted them. Here I am January 30th getting these things roasted. They didn't smell bad upon peeling so I think I'm still good. Will update with an "ugly but delicious" post soon. (-:

View from the front porch on a late January morning . . .

To me, this is exactly how winter should look!

Blue skies, fresh white cover and sunshine.

💙

Ummm...YESTERDAY WAS JANUARY 25TH!!! . . .

Was anyone else like...um...you're writing about vegetable soup and online voice lessons when it's this girl's birthday??!!

Wow!

(-:

Guess she's not actually a girl when you're talking 22 years old.

How that is possible is simply mystifying!

I took Livia and William on a little Mystery Trip two Sunday's to Monday's ago (a week before her birthday) to surprise Lara for her birthday since this past weekend didn't work. SO glad that time together worked as she continues to move up and on with adulting! (-:

Always been so smart, talented and beautiful. 

Got this great new haircut with layers just before we came down, looks great! She also still loves to sit down for fun at the piano and play the most beautiful and ridiculously difficult Chopin pieces.

Having graduated a semester earlier than her housemates, she's waiting for her good roommate/friend to graduate and they plan to apply for jobs (friend: elementary ed, L: pilot) out it the southwest somewhere if all goes as planned. Wow!

"What Time is it in the US?" . . .

Yep, that was my Google search tonight.

After watching an online high school band "concert"

and 

Finally getting struck by the "Make that vegetable soup already" urge.

Why was that my google search tonight?

Because for the life of me, I couldn't think of how to search for the current time in San Diego.

Here's my search result...(couldn't really line it up here, we'll move forward nonetheless (-:) . . . 

8:26 PM

Monday, January 25, 2021 (EST)

Time in Washington, DC

7:26 PM		Chicago (CST)
6:26 PM		Denver (MST)
6:26 PM		Phoenix (MST)
5:26 PM		Los Angeles (PST)
4:26 PM		Anchorage (AKST)
3:26 PM		Honolulu (HST)

Why oh why was I googling such things at 8:26 p.m.?

Well.., 'cause I planned to drop in on a half hour vocalizing session led by an esteemed California voice teacher. Great way to get some fresh material for my own students and do a little singing myself. It was great, but a 9:00p.m. start time is really a wee bit late for full voice opera sounds. Haha!

But first . . . the online band concert . . . 

They're sure giving it a whirl trying to keep the kids involved with William's school district having decided (in contrast to every school district I think in a 500 mile radius from us) to remain online exclusively this year. Oh wait...they just said they might let the K-3's begin school in March...

Fortunately, and especially with everything I've experienced so far, William seems to be doing pretty well under these isolating, strange circumstances. I am beyond grateful!

Then next . . . I was finally struck with the urge to make this soup I'd been intending to get to for at least a week and a half. I'd take another little step every now and then, like set some ingredients out on the counter, another day set the dried herbs out, another day buy another bunch of zucchini in case mine went bad, oh and another bunch of celery...anyway...today, 20 minutes before singing time myself said..."Make the soup!" . . . 

Though it says Soup Mix, there's nothing in the bag except the bean mix, which is what I wanted.  It caught my eye when I was searching high and low for coarsely ground cornmeal for my Polenta Soup.

You know, just finishing up some soup cookin' at 9:40p.m.!

January schedule. (-:

Didn't actually need the new zucchini or celery that I bought but was glad to be "better safe than sorry." (-:

The back of the bag. 

I made it exactly as is this time.

And Ooooo, it's a nice one!

You may want to add a little bit of this or that to spice it up at the end, but it stands on its own as a fresh veggie soup just as easily. Great little winter dish.

Happy Sunday! . . .

An image I made last winter on the Bible App.

My eye isn't catching a lot outside in the yard these days.

Have a "dependent on weather" walk lined up with some friends next weekend, maybe I'll score something fresh and new! (-:

Even on a "Happy Sunday" we can still be a little bummed, but will still "not be shaken" (-: that this past Thursday William learned that the Men's HS Hockey season was going to start, the schedule set and delivered, MHSAA sanctioned, HS's sanctioned, state sanctioned, only to have the governor show up at another microphone the very next day, Friday, and take it away yet another time. The thing that gets me is that the boys played a Fall season (through the rink leagues, not the school) and have been on the ice in various forms of numbers all Fall and Winter and there has never been one team that we've encountered shut down with a Covid case, no players, coaches, refs we've interacted with get Covid, no rinks ever shut down for Covid exposure. And the Fall was way higher numbers than now. The one part of this story we don't have in the news is the success cases of "regular life" happening without Covid presenting a problem (granted with masks...mostly, I mean come on, boys in helmets on the ice, bit of slippage of the masks...but even then, not ONE case). That part of this story is somehow silent.

Pause to ponder then proceed to some exciting recipe news!

Ok, Parade Magazine recipes for the win once again! 

I'm not even intentionally trying to just make them work. Last weekend this one popped up and sounded intriguing, delicious and easy, so I tried it and whammo...YUMMMM!

Khachapuri!

Say what? I know, but it's not anything you'd expect from that name. It's an easy, flavorful cheesy bread of all things. I didn't even have the preheated pizza stone, just a rimless baking sheet not even preheated and it still worked. I used refrigerated pizza dough and I didn't top with parsley and red pepper flakes at the end either, though I did sprinkle a little garlic salt on the crust after applying the tablespoon of melted butter after cooking. Both Livia and William liked it too, score again!

From Parade Magazine & Alison Ashton

If you love pizza, you’ll love Khachapuri (khah-chah-POOR-ee)—“boats” of dough filled with ooey-gooey cheese. The cheesy bread was a favorite in the Republic of Georgia (a country between Russia and Turkey) before catching on with American diners in cities from New York to Los Angeles. We used refrigerated pizza dough to make an easy, delicious at-home version.

Khachapuri

By ALISON ASHTON

• SERVES

  2–4

INGREDIENTS

• 1 cup grated mozzarella cheese
• ½ cup crumbled feta cheese
• 1 large egg, lightly beaten
• 8 oz refrigerated pizza dough, at room temperature
• Cornmeal, for dusting
• 1 large egg yolk
• 1 Tbsp butter
• Red pepper flakes, for garnish (optional)
• Parsley, for garnish (optional) 

DIRECTIONS

1. One hour before baking, place pizza stone on rack in top third of oven. Preheat oven to 500°F.

2. In a medium bowl, combine cheeses and whole egg.

3. On a lightly floured surface, roll dough into an 11-by-7-inch oval. Transfer to a pizza peel or rimless cookie sheet dusted with cornmeal. Top evenly with cheese mixture, leaving a ½-inch border on all sides and a small well in center. Tightly roll long edges of dough toward center, covering some of the cheese. Pinch and twist narrow ends to create a "boat." Let stand, uncovered, 15 minutes.

4. Slide khachapuri onto preheated pizza stone. Bake 9 minutes. Open oven and pour yolk into well in center. Bake 1–2 minutes or until dough is golden (yolk should still be runny). Remove from oven. Top with butter; garnish with red pepper flakes and parsley, if desired.

I forgot to call "Dibs" . . .

 

I just set some books, a devotional, my bible app on the table next to this chair.

Looking forward to some sunshine, coffee, study and reflection.

I left the room for a minute or two.

Came back, and boom...she stole my spot!

I've literally never seen her sit here before.

Reminder instructions below . . . 

How do you call dibs?

When you call dibs on something, you claim it, especially in advance (before other people...or dogs...can claim it or get to it). To call dibs, you usually actually say (or shout) dibs, especially while mentioning the thing you're claiming, as in Dibs on the last slice of pizza...or one's chair!

Oh come on now, quit rubbing it in already!

(-:

Zigity! . . .

Oh my goodness!

Mid-January.

Not loads of snow.

Naturally...I knew that'd be the case and everyone in my area that's not a fan of loads of snow can thank me for shelling out for my snowblower to be repaired and ready for the season!

(-:

A very quiet teaching month as my homeschool co-ops are on break through first week in February.

N.O.T. complaining.

Full day of teaching on Thursdays.

Afternoon/some evenings teaching Mon-Fri till then.

I've had three, maybe four, years of January's where I told myself I'd organize these remaining boxes and piling papers. 

This.Is.The.January.That.It's.Finally.Happening.

YIPPEE!

This past weekend's surprise birthday jaunt to Indiana was fantastic!

Birthday pictures will land here on the 25th. (-:

Oh Yeah...

Zigity!

Livia and I are enjoying time during "Jazzy Nights" with this interesting card game that I think I mentioned in a previous entry. Tonight she won both games of Aggravation (while slipping in..."Are you feeling aggravated?" haha) and both games of Zigity. I'll tell you what, if I haven't said it before, the time playing games with the kids to me is on par with winning a 900 million dollar lottery ticket any day. You know how fun it is to just laugh out loud over funny or frustrating game moves? Break out a game, with anyone, there will be at least one great belly laugh!

💜

Oh...what are "Jazzy Nights," you ask?

Well, they happen after "Classical Days" naturally. (-:

I'm a big fan!

 

Happy Sunday! . . .

Lake Houston, October 2020

On a spontaneous one night road trip today to wish Happy Birthday to my oldest! 💜 If her plans go as she thinks right now, next year zipping four hours away to bring cake, goodies and birthday songs won’t be as easy. We’ll see!

 

Game Night? . . .

Well, Kinda.

He walked in from hockey practice, left a chicken sandwich on the counter and went to take a shower. I took the chicken sandwich to the table, set up a game next to it and wha-lah...game night! Then, he came out in a towel, with no shirt, hoping to grab said sandwich and go eat it in his bedroom. Bien au contraire monsieur! (go translate (-:) Followed by..."I guess I better go put a shirt on." Oui!

Then I snuck a picture and he proceeded to beat me.

💜😃💜

And, whoa...since we have a sec...here's this guy just about exactly 13 years ago, 1/15/08. It's a sequence so click the top link first and click the bottom link second. What a world ago this was!

First

Second

 

Soup Recipe Day . . .

Oh my gosh!!!

My food pictures look horrifyingly unappetizing again!!!

(-:

That is Polenta Soup with Kale and Parmesan for the record.

Welp, what can I do. I really do have horrible lighting in my kitchen first of all. I have this old 1970's unit with long florescent bulbs in it that gives every picture a glossy shine and horrible shades and shadows.  But this SOUP...oh my goodness, as I told Lara, if you like rosemary and kale, you're gonna love this! Both of which I do.

Oooo, also...I have some honeybaked ham in the freezer from a big one a student's family sent me during Christmas. Taking some out to put in some of my bowls of this delight as the days go on, can't wait!

Parade magazine "cookbook" for the win once again!

https://parade.com/1145164/alison-ashton/christopher-kimball-polenta-soup-with-kale-and-parmesan-recipe/

Polenta Soup With Kale and Parmesan

By CHRISTOPHER KIMBALl

• SERVES

  4–6

 

• ACTIVE TIME

  30 min.

 

• TOTAL TIME

  30 min.

INGREDIENTS

• 3 Tbsp extra-virgin olive oil, plus more to serve
• 1 large yellow onion, chopped
• 2 medium cloves garlic, finely chopped
• 1 Tbsp fresh rosemary, minced
• 2 tsp kosher salt, plus more to taste
• 1 tsp freshly ground black pepper, plus more to taste
• ¾ cup coarse stoneground yellow cornmeal (I could only find medium stoneground, not coarse and I went to and called five major grocers, no one had coarse, I think medium worked just fine)
• 1 bunch lacinato (Tuscan) (No idea if mine was lacinato, haha, kale, it was a big batch of great fresh looking leaves though and worked, might be a bit much for some tastes to use a giant bunch, so just decide what you like) kale, stemmed, leaves torn into rough 1-inch pieces
• 1 (15.5-oz) can cannellini beans, rinsed and drained
• 4 oz Parmesan cheese, stemmed, leaves torn into rough 1-inch pieces finely grated (2 cups), plus more for garnish.

DIRECTIONS

• In a large pot over medium, heat oil until shimmering. Add onion, garlic, rosemary, salt and pepper. Cook, stirring, 3 minutes or until onion is translucent. Add 2 quarts water, then whisk in cornmeal; bring to a simmer. Reduce to low; cook, uncovered, 15 minutes, stirring occasionally and scraping bottom of pot to prevent sticking. Stir in kale and beans; cook, stirring, 5 minutes or until kale and cornmeal are tender. Stir in Parmesan; season with salt and pepper. Serve drizzled with oil and sprinkled with more cheese.

Serves 4–6.

 

Happy Sunday! . . .

This.Was.Yesterday.

It was a Happy Saturday too and I was so deliriously in awe of the sunshine, I sat in a patch of it like a cat for quite a good while and forgot that I wanted to post this. But...today is a full on January day, frosty, gray and cold without the excitement of fresh snow so...this is a perfect picture for me today!

Today we'll be doing online church, first time in a long time. I couldn't fall back asleep after being woken up by kids going to bed later than I, so I (let myself) overslept. Doing a hockey practice run, passing some chicken alfredo lasagna off to my brothers, playing Ziggity (card game Liv and I discovered at the house) and Aggravation with Liv, I think watching a remade Jack and the Beanstalk movie (which would be out of the ordinary for a Sunday around here for whatever reason, but it's so cold and gray it could happen) and getting ready for Monday. Chill kinda day!

Oh, And listening to this favorite that I haven't had the pleasure of performing in a loooonnnnngggg time and hope I can some time soon. Gabriel Faure's, Requiem. Here's a link to one of the best US choirs performing it, though unfortunately, it's a CD recording and not their actual performance. You're going to want to at least hear the In Paradisum and the Pie Jesu movements if not the entire piece.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnilUPXmipM

Many Blessings on your week to come! I am recently giving great praise and thanksgiving for some positive and uplifting steps happening for one of our struggling ones, my heart is filled with hope! 💜 Please join me in giving prayers of thanksgiving for this good news!

Fridge Magnets from days of Yore . . .

Stumbled upon this memory recently

I'm quite certain the grades of those school pictures from L to R are;

7th, 5th, 3rd and K.

I remember coming upon this on the fridge originally, I suppose 9 years ago now and getting such a hoot out of how "me" had set up all the "He's" and "She's and then, if I'm recalling correctly, and I'm 99.9% sure I am (and it is likely blogged somewhere 9 years ago), Ben came in and added the adjectives. (-: 

I love having those little snapshots of those times in life. The little, never would remember otherwise, times. 💜

Don't judge a book by it's cover: Part Deux . . .

Or in this case a tin of giant, roasted beets!

I kid you not, stuck my fork right in a chomped away!

Yep, sure did!

(-:

I read a beet recipe online over the summer where they never peeled their beets. These ones washed up really well so I didn't either. This is only TWO beets, they were huge...which makes me suspect sometimes because beets shouldn't be the size of a baseball, but alas...I was sucked in.

Rub your beets with olive oil, sprinkle with kosher salt, freshly ground pepper and...in the winter when there's none freshly growing out back in the "fend for yourself" garden...dried dill. I never thought about dill and beets until another summer recipe, but it's really a great combo, fresh or dried. I wrapped them completed and they roasted for almost an hour at 450, maybe it was about 50 min. Then I just set them out and kept them covered for another hour because I was teaching (love teaching from home..."just a sec, gonna grab my beets out of the oven!"). I think even if I wasn't teaching, leave them covered to let them continue to soften, I pretty typically do that, even when grilled in the summer, just like candy when you get back to them!

But wow...another batch of food that would horrify my younger self and disgust my children!

Hahaha!

 

Don't judge a book by it's cover . . .

Or, in this case, a plate!

I was just about to sit down to my eagerly awaited breakfast, looked at my plate and thought, "My twelve year old self would be absolutely horrified by my 50 year old self!" I mean, look at it...it is just NOT an appealing looking plate.  But...my oh my...night-before cabbage and green onions roasted with a bit of olive oil, garlic powder, kosher salt and pepper at 375 for a smidge over 25 minutes...that plate of delights tastes as good as a giant piece of chocolate cake and moosetracks ice cream would've to my 12 year old self!

It's really all I can do not to eat every wedge of roasted cabbage the minute it comes out of the oven. Sometimes...just sometimes...I think I have a rather strange palate! (-:

FYI:

Pallet: a portable platform on which goods can be moved, stacked, and stored, especially with the aid of a forklift.

pallet is sometimes confused with palette - Yep! 

Palette: a thin board or slab on which an artist lays and mixes colors.

palette is sometimes confused with palate  - Yep!

Palate: a person's appreciation of taste and flavor, especially when sophisticated and discriminating.

Finally, found the right one, haha!

Happy Sunday! . . . Snow, Wisdom & Sunday Funnies . . .

Snow

Well, well, well . . . this morning we had great gobs of snow (nothing's been lasting long so far this year) and everything was thickly covered and amazingly gorgeous and I didn't get even one picture, ack! I was too busy staring at my snowblower. Literally, for a while after trying to start it again (with failed attempts after one other sizeable snow...and having paid some pretty $$ to get it fixed, prepped and ready for winter back in October, arggghhhh!)..I just stood there in my driveway, staring at it, kinda hoping the one neighbor across the street that was also out at 9:30a.m. popped up again so I could ask for help. He never did. You see, after the first failed attempts a couple weeks ago, I got the manual out and read and reread that thing, and today, did it again, even pondering the French section which showed all the parts since that section in English was missing, hahaha...my life! 😂After staring at it for a little while longer, I tried one more sneaky thing, called, turn the gas valve switch thing in the opposite direction of that pictured in the manual. That is, I turned it in the direction which the manual shows as "off." And, lo and behold...I was snowblowing within 45 seconds of that confounding move. ARRGGGGGHHHHH and YAAAAYYYYYY.  Finished at 10:20a.m. and made it to my 10:45a.m. church service after a quick, no-hair-washing shower and landed right in the middle of the first reading, I count that as "Not Bad!" (-: So...pictured is what bits of snow I could still find on the trees upon my arrival home after 1 p.m., alas.

Wisdom

What would you say it is?

Well, today I heard that it is something like, "having a hearing mind," you know, like what Solomon was asking for specifically in 1 Kings 3:4-15 when looking at original text used. Wisdom doesn't just come with age, gray hair, academic degrees and prowess, wisdom though comes to those who have ears for hearing, I mean, really...h.e.a.r.i.n.g.

Hearing what?

The news?

In-depth studies?

Grand lectures?

Your elders?

Nope.

Hearing God's Word!

The wisdom that will befall you as you listen, really listen and hear the life-giving Word God gave us will enlighten us on:

Forgiveness

New Beginnings

Repentance

Restoration

Hope

Light

A Future

Grace

God's Gifts

Mercy

Peace

Love

And So Much More!

You know, Solomon has a pretty solid reputation in the world of wisdom, but don't be fooled...he goofed up here and goofed up there even after having the Lord appear to him in a dream, just like us regular folks do, even when we know exactly what we are and aren't supposed to be doing. But, he was given ears for hearing by the Lord, and eventually, he really was able to H.E.A.R. the words of the Lord and grew his wisdom. So, if Solomon can goof up and grow his wisdom, so can we!

Here's to starting a new week and a new year with ears to H.E.A.R., really, really Hear! Boy, that's exciting!

Sunday Funnies

I grew up reading the Sunday funnies, loved it and have a Sunday newspaper subscription so that my kids (at present only Livia taking advantage) can also grow up reading the Sunday funnies. I have a funny memory of my having to wait for my turn to read the funnies during a regular Sunday circumstance, but I'm using all of my decency and privacy powers possible to not share that part of the story out of respect for the other party involved. I wonder if that other party, whom I believe still checks in on this ol' blog, will identify themselves and the situation I could be referring to, to me.  In a few weeks, I'll ask...I'm cracking up right now btw.

Anyhoo...in honor of something funny on Sunday...Below is a screenshot of something I think is really funny. It's a screenshot from my Nextdoor App, For Sale & Free section (I usually can find an odd, funny, mind-boggling item to screenshot there...two deodorants anyone? Only one opened!!), this time of someone offering their leftover packets of various Chinese restaurant sauces...FREE...even! I mean seriously, someone, especially during Covid time, but really, to me, no time is the right time, someone is going to head on over to Maya's house and pick up their "no age known" sauce packets??? So, what I do is, I screen shot it and usually send to my sister or Lara with little one liners like, to Lara, "I'll pay for shipping if you're interested, let me know ASAP!" or to Kate, "I'll drive them over this week, let me know ASAP!" and we laugh and we laugh together with our LOL's and our crying emojis. Tonight was even better because for the first time, I sent this screen shot to dear ol' dad offering to drive them over and putting in a bunch of laughing/crying emojis and he calls and says he doesn't know what's so funny but he doesn't need any of MY left over sauces. Boy, K and I got a secondary bunch of LOL's!

Well, needless to say...if you act fast and get me a message, I'm more than willing to do a porch pick up (no contact necessary) and get your 25-30 miscellaneous Chinese Food sauce packets from Maya. I'll have to ask you to pay for shipping if you're outside a 30 mile radius though, haha! Just LMK!

😂

"There's more than we could ever get to."

Priceless!