4th

On the fourth day of Christmas, Anonymous gave to me...

....4 MISSED CALLS,

3 french fries,

2 bars of Dove,

and a beagle in a Christmas tree.

Tuesday = Riddle

Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn,
I hang until half of me is gone.
I sleep in a cave until I grow old,
then valued for my hardened gold.

What am I?

3rd

On the third day of Christmas, anonymous gave to me....

...THREE FRENCH FRIES,

2 bars of Dove,

And a beagle in a Christmas tree.

Quote of the Week

Hope is a thing with feathers, that perches on the soul.

-Emily Dickinson

2nd

On the second day of Christmas, Anonymous gave to me...




...2 bars of Dove,

And a beagle in a Christmas Tree.

Word of the Week

Here is this week's word. Memorize it. Use it in a sentence. Impress your friends. Have fun with the word of the week, it needs some excitement in its life!

QUOTIDIAN

quo·tid·i·an /kwoʊˈtɪdiən/ [kwoh-tid-ee-uhn]

–adjective

1. daily: a quotidian report.
2. usual or customary; everyday: quotidian needs.
3. ordinary; commonplace: paintings of no more than quotidian artistry.
4. (of a fever, ague, etc.) characterized by paroxysms that recur daily.
–noun 5. something recurring daily.
6. a quotidian fever or ague.

[Origin: 1300–50; < L quotīdiānus, cottīdiānus daily, equiv. to cottīdi(é) every day (adv.) (*quot(t)ī a locative form akin to quot however many occur, every + dié, abl. of diés day; cf. meridian) + -ānus -an; r. ME cotidien < OF < L, as above]

—Related forms
quo·tid·i·an·ly, adverb
quo·tid·i·an·ness, noun

The Kolachy Experience

Kolachies are a traditional pastry that my family enjoys. It takes a bit of work, and they are made (usually by me) for special occasions. This past weekend we celebrated my brother Mike's and my Mom's birthdays, so it was the perfect time for some Kolachies.

My nieces have helped me make them for a few years, but until this year, the help was more of me watching over them nervously putting the filling on and letting them play with some dough.

This year however, they stepped it up and really did a fine job of helping. They did most everything: From rolling the dough, cutting the circles, putting them on the tray, making the "extra special Nana Rose three finger indent", putting on the filling, removing the finished product from the pan, putting on the powder sugar, and putting them in the containers. Of course, after the clean up (that included letting them WASH MY FLOOR after they begged me to do so) we had a taste test. They were delicious! Here are some photos of the fun evening, followed by some pictures from the birthday party.







AND A SPECIAL HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODAY TO MY BROTHER MIKE!