Finally, lights on the mantel - 2016
How can anyone concentrate on only one thing at a
time during December? I know how: when an assignment was due by December 11—a
Sunday, no less. But I persevered, and the piece was sent through the ether to
Arizona for publication nearer Christmas.
How about I
mimic the big boys-and-girls and “clean out” the notes in my journal? May I, please?
On December 4, our Aunt Mary Dirth Scott would have
turned 100. Alas, she died a month before that auspicious date. That leaves one
daughter-in-law and two sons-in-law living out of Mom’s seven siblings/
spouses. On Dad’s side, no sibling or spouse survives—only their children.
A month to the day before Christmas, our cousin
Jerry, 68, a graduate of the Arkansas School for the Blind, died. He is the
eighth male cousin to die on both sides of our families.
But there are celebrations for the living. Among
them, (thank-you-Lord) is my second son, Eric, who turned 54 earlier this
month. And a brother-in-law whose birthday was 11th, and a brother
(next oldest to me) whose age will turn over one more number on December 19.
And then there’s Jesus’s birthday celebrated on the 25th.
December is another prime month for baking goodies. Here is an
easy-sounding recipe purloined from Siouxpage’s blog:
“BROWNIES: *4 giant milk
chocolate candy bars (5.29 oz. per); * one family-size brownie mix that fills a
9 x 13 pan. Line pan with parchment paper. Spray w oil. Line bottom of pan with
bars being sure every inch of the pan bottom is filled. Make brownie mix as
directed, pour over candy. Bake as per the mix. Cut into small squares.”
Elise R., who owns the Crescent
and Basin Park Hotels, also owns War Eagle Mill, but is selling the latter. I
met Elise at Dairy Hollow (below the hill from the front of the Crescent) in
October.
WORLD: Every year, 9 million
Chinese students compete for 7 million university seats. In 2015, the number of
Chinese high school students—more than a quarter who are ‘parachute’ kids
(coming alone) --rose from 1200 to 52,000. –from F. Shyong, L.A.Times.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Here is another teacher (besides me) who took her entire class to the
principal’s office. This one was in Helena-West Helena, according to E. Besson,
AD-G. Mine was a 7th grade group of boys whom I trotted from the
music room behind the stage at Bauxite all the way through the auditorium, and
to Mr. ‘Tick’ Bass’s office. The boys behaved better after that.
BEST NEWS I’VE READ ALL DAY: “The president cannot
literally press a button on his desk and start WWIII. There is no ‘nuclear
button.’ – A. Wellerstein, historian of nuclear weapons at the Stevens
Institute of Technology in Hoboken, NJ, appearing in Sunday’s AD-G.
Thank goodness! Now that the Electoral College has spoken
. . . we’ll have to take it one day at a time.
Daughter Annamarie's pumpkin snowman, 2016
2 comments:
I come from a family with a lot of December/January birthdays.
Love that pumpkin snowperson. And yes, thank goodness there isn't a button.
Those brownies sound mighty good. Your mantle is nice, too.
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