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Fun Friday and the weekend

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This art exhibition was a birthday party for the 100th anniversary of the 19th amendment, women’s rights, identity and women in society.

Saturday James and I took a walk down Tennyson and watched the cruising cars that were part of the Elitch Garden Theater’s 130th anniversary celebration.

In the evening the girls Jack-sat while James and I went to Golden Moon Speakeasy, we only had one drink there and then moved to Buffalo Rose (the music at Golden Moon was horrible.) That was a shame because GM has really good drinks.

But, Buffalo Rose has a fireplace.

Sunday, From church, we threw a new intern onto stage and he rose to the challenge. Great job Charles Postell!

Philippians – What is your ending, what are you remembered for?
Paul wrote to the church with three prayers in mind.
-That they would abound in love, loving others greatly and well.
-That they would grow in discernment and lean into the fruits of righteousness.
-That they would live in a way that would make others want to love Jesus.
This means choosing to love those with a different mind, different life walk, different political views. Growing in discernment means to learn as you grow and grow as you learn. Living a blameless, pure life (not a perfect one) so people can trust you and be receptive to your message which is – the absolute pursuit of God. Living so close to Jesus that everyone can see who you follow. When people meet you, what is their first impression? When you leave, what do they remember? When Paul wrote to the church, they remembered him as one who God saved, one that was in jail, suffering, but always worshipped God. Paul remembers the church as a group of people who walked alongside him, fed him, prayed with him, and praised God with him. Paul’s goal was to get everyone involved in the glory and praise of God – to love greatly, grow wisely and let others see Jesus – to be the church to those that need it the most.
Philippians 1:1-2 Paul and Timothy, both of us committed servants of Christ Jesus, write this letter to all the followers of Jesus in Philippi, pastors and ministers included. We greet you with the grace and peace that comes from God our Father and our Master, Jesus Christ. 3-6 Every time you cross my mind, I break out in exclamations of thanks to God. Each exclamation is a trigger to prayer. I find myself praying for you with a glad heart. I am so pleased that you have continued on in this with us, believing and proclaiming God’s Message, from the day you heard it right up to the present. There has never been the slightest doubt in my mind that the God who started this great work in you would keep at it and bring it to a flourishing finish on the very day Christ Jesus appears.
7-8 It’s not at all fanciful for me to think this way about you. My prayers and hopes have deep roots in reality. You have, after all, stuck with me all the way from the time I was thrown in jail, put on trial, and came out of it in one piece. All along you have experienced with me the most generous help from God. He knows how much I love and miss you these days. Sometimes I think I feel as strongly about you as Christ does!
9-11 So this is my prayer: that your love will flourish and that you will not only love much but well. Learn to love appropriately. You need to use your head and test your feelings so that your love is sincere and intelligent, not sentimental gush. Live a lover’s life, circumspect and exemplary, a life Jesus will be proud of: bountiful in fruits from the soul, making Jesus Christ attractive to all, getting everyone involved in the glory and praise of God.
James and I went on a walk around Johnson lake and then had lunch on the patio at The Tavern, it was nice.
In the evening we sat on the porch and Jack brought his rope ball.
Dinners this week – pizza, Thai orange pork with rice and broccoli, cashew apricot chicken with asparagus and salad, spinach alfredo lasagna, tamale pie, Keema aloo with naan, out.
Cashew crusted apricot chicken
1 (12 ounce) jar apricot preserves
¼ cup prepared Dijon-style mustard
1 teaspoon curry powder
4 skinless, boneless chicken breast halves
1 cup coarsely chopped cashews
Preheat oven to 375 degrees F
Combine the preserves, mustard and curry powder in a large skillet and heat over low heat, stirring constantly, until preserves are completely melted and smooth.
Place cashews in a shallow dish or bowl. Dip chicken breasts in skillet sauce, then roll in nuts to coat and place in a lightly greased 9×13 inch baking dish.
Bake at 375 degrees F for 20 to 30 minutes. Boil any remaining sauce and serve on the side with the baked chicken.

Wednesday through the long weekend

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Ba’corn is healthy if you add it to salad.

NIA!

I’m loving my Spotify playlist.

Hike at Little park.

Red sun from the fires.

Pond swimming, 4 1/2 hours with Grace and a friend, I didn’t get any pics.

Fun Friday – LEGO exhibit at the DMNS, very cool.

SAME cafe for lunch.

Valor center musical Bright Star (by Steven Martin), it was very well done.

Saturday we left EARLY to drive the LONG way to GJ (cutting around the I-70 fire closure) to swap cars with Bethany because it has to have an emissions test and it can only be done in Douglas co and she has work/school and if she left GJ and came back she’d have to quarantine for 2 weeks. First stop, breakfast at Rudy’s, brisket breakfast tacos – yum!

Road snacks.

Monarch pass.

Blue mesa reservoir,

Finally made it to GJ about 3:30pm, had to time to relax at the hotel before dinner.

The evening view from the hotel, the Pine Gulch fire burning about 18 miles away.

Sunday morning, breakfast and goodbyes.

Smoky Mt. Garfield.

We took the other route back, first stop, Rifle falls SP.

Rifle Gap SP on the way out,

Next stop, White River museum in Meeker, way too much to see in the time we had.

Lunch at a park in Craig that had amazing tree sculptures.

Next stop, Yampa river botanic gardens.

Green Mt. reservoir.

Pure Kitchen in Frisco for dinner.

Made it home at 8pm!

Dinners this week (starting tomorrow) – left overs, bringhe with naan (skipped it last week), garbanzo beans and sausage stew with pita, BBQ stuffed potatoes with salad, pan seared chicken with asparagus and garlic couscous, veggie makhani with brown rice, out/grill.

Fun Friday

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GirlTrek day 9 and 10. I didn’t walk far for day 9 (other than walking around with Grace taking pictures) and day 10 I’m counting 2 hours of kayaking as my ‘walk’ time because it’s still exercise!

Day 9 GirlTrek -Born in Alabama and raised in Eatonville, Florida, the first incorporated all-Black town in the country, Zora Neale Hurston was described as gutsy, dramatic, and indiscreet – all things we love!

Zora Neale Hurston said, “there are years that ask questions and years that answer.” What is 2020 for you?

Is there an opportunity in your life to ask for more than what you are getting?

How can you show up as your most authentic self in every situation?

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Day 10 GirlTrek – In 1934 there was a court case filed by a white woman named Helen Kane. Kane was a popular vaudeville singer. She sued the creators of the cartoon, Betty Boop, for stealing her character. The likeness of the cartoon to Kane was certainly undeniable. She sued for $250,000, ownership of Betty’s “baby talk” act, and demanded a cease and desist of all future cartoons. The case made it all the way to the New York Supreme Court. (She lost the case.) And then it happened. We learned the real story. Helen Kane stole her entire squeaky-voiced “boop-boop-a-doop” act and catchphrase from a 9-year-old Black girl from Chicago named Esther Jones.

“Baby Esther” was a phenomenal scat singer, and one of the most charismatic performers of her time. She was a trained dancer and acrobat. At 4-years-old, Russian-American theatrical manager Lou Bolton saw her performance and was blown away. “She’s a young Florence Mills,” the newspapers said. Like Josephine Baker and many performers of her day, Baby Esther was not accepted in America because she was Black. Instead, her manager arranged a European tour in 1929 and she was described as the highest-paid child artist in the world. She sold out the Moulin Rouge and performed for royals.

At the heart of this story is the exploitation of Black female labor. At what age did you get a job? Was that too soon? On average how many hours a week are you working now? Why?

Baby Esther’s parents were complicit. What pressure do we put on our own children to bring value to our lives?

I went early to Chatfield (9am) and yes, it was already packed full in both lots for kayaking. I was going to go to St. Vrain, but decided to stay closer to home and go there next week with the girls. Jack was ready to try out the new green kayak, same brand as the yellow one, but it sits closer to the water and has a covered front part (that Jack could get under if he wanted to.) He likes to have the wind whip through his hair and listen to the birds, he tried to get a stick at one point, but he wasn’t fast enough.

The week

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Last week of school. The girls all took off for GJ on Monday and came back on Tuesday. They stayed at Zack’s house and I sent Evelyn a jar of dandelion syrup and she sent back 2 dozen eggs from her chickens. Jack and I went to the antique store that finally reopened, it’s pretty big and they have a lot of root beer.

I took Jack for a walk at Hildebrand ranch, we didn’t get very far because it started raining.

I took care of the critters while the girls were done and Peanut smiled at me.

I had the eye doc redo my glasses and Hannah had the quickest braces appointment ever. Wednesday I went to walk with Walk2Connect and drop off some food for the seniors. Jack was walking pretty fast, so he was dragging at the end.

The Depression era bake was vinegar pie (which made it taste like it had lemon in it.) It was a very good custard type pie, but I think the oven was too hot (I found another recipe that says 350 for 50-60 min.)

OLD FASHIONED VINEGAR PIE

4 large eggs
1 stick salted butter, melted
1½ cup sugar
2 Tbs apple cider vinegar
¼ tsp cinnamon
1 tsp vanilla
1 unbaked 9 inch pie crust

Preheat oven to 425 F

Combine all ingredients and beat until mixture is slightly fluffy
Pour into pie crust and bake for 30 minutes, or until center is set. Note: Center will set just a bit once removed from the oven.
Cool before serving and enjoy!

We took Jack to the dog park and he had so much fun.

Grace did some chalk art.

My yard is full of dandelions.

School is done! We binged watched all 3 Back to the Future’s! Today we’re making tiny cakes to practice some cake decorating.

Thoughts on tiny cakes – they are hard to frost! They don’t do well with rock candy making a geode cake. Chocolate candy bars are not the same thing as melted chocolate. Chocolate and cream cheese frosting are not good friends when you mix them. Hannah used way too much frosting. Cupcakes are probably a better option.

 

Union Station and the weekend

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#famouswomen #famousmamas

ELIZABETH CADY STANTON
Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815—1902) was a leader in the women’s suffrage and abolitionist movements, all while raising her seven children. She worked with Susan B. Anthony to establish the National Woman Suffrage Association, successfully helping to get women the right to vote via the 19th Amendment. In addition to writing articles and giving speeches on the topic of universal suffrage, Stanton supported education for girls, and her own daughters went to college at Vassar and Columbia.

NANCY EDISON
The youngest of Nancy Edison’s seven kids was Thomas Alva Edison. Although some stories about his mother’s virtues were most likely exaggerated, we do know that rather than give up on his education, Nancy Edison decided to homeschool her son after his teacher deemed him “addled” (i.e. mentally ill or incompetent). Edison, who may just have been dyslexic in a time before that learning disorder was studied or understood, said of her: “My mother was the making of me. She was so true, so sure of me; and I felt I had something to live for, someone I must not disappoint.”

ALBERTA KING
The mother of Martin Luther King, Jr., Alberta Williams King (1904—1974) played the organ and founded the choir at Atlanta’s Ebenezer Baptist Church, and she was also involved with women’s groups, the NAACP, and the YWCA. She set about to raise her three children with a healthy sense of self-respect and taught them that the segregation they saw every day was simply “a social condition rather than a natural order,” as MLK Jr. wrote in his autobiography. “She made it clear that she opposed this system and that I must never allow it to make me feel inferior. … At this time Mother had no idea that the little boy in her arms would years later be involved in a struggle against the system she was speaking of.” In 1974, six years after her son was assassinated in Memphis, Alberta King was shot and killed at her organ at her church.

INDIRA GANDHI
As India’s first female Prime Minister, Indira Gandhi (1917—1984) worked to institute democracy and create jobs to combat food shortages—she was responsible for India’s green revolution, which made the country self-sufficient and no longer reliant on imported grains. “Education is a liberating force, and in our age it is also a democratizing force, cutting across the barriers of caste and class, smoothing out inequalities imposed by birth and other circumstances,” she famously stated. She also entrusted a sense of duty in her two sons, Rajiv and Sanjay Gandhi, who both grew up to become politicians; Rajiv became Prime Minister of India after his mother was assassinated in 1984.

LOU XIAOYING
Lou Xioaying was a poor, uneducated woman who supported herself by scavenging through the trash in Jinhua, China, but starting in 1972, she adopted or rescued 30 babies she found in the trash. The chaos of the Cultural Revolution (and later China’s one-child policy), and extreme poverty, especially in rural areas, meant that some parents dumped their unwanted babies in the garbage. “These children need love and care. They are all precious human lives,” Xioaying, who had one biological daughter at the time she began rescuing infants, told the press in 2012. “I do not understand how people can leave such a vulnerable baby on the streets.”

James had the grand idea to stay at the Crawford hotel in Union Station the day after Thanksgiving. We ran some morning errands, then drove downtown. We checked into our rooms and then had lunch. It was pretty busy inside and pretty cold outside.

The girls went to the Christkindl market and James and I went on a Harriet hike/Allen True mural scavenger hunt. First up, the murals outside of the Mountain States Telegraph and Telephone building.

Then we backtracked to the Renaissance hotel, formerly the Colorado National Bank, for the ‘Indian’ series.

Then finally to the Brown Palace hotel for the last set of murals (there are more locations with them, I just wanted to do 3.)

It was almost time for the tree  and building lighting when we got back to the hotel. We listened to the bell ringers (Here), then went outside to hear some songs (Here.)

It was really cold (and my back hurt from standing), so we went back inside to warm up. When the actual lighting was going to occur Bethay, James and I went back out. The girls and Jack watched from their window. See the countdown here. 

James and I had a nightcap in the bar and the girls ordered dinner to the room.

Saturday –

#famouswomen #famousdenverite

Sarah Breedlove 1867-1919

Madam C.J. Walker was born Sarah Breedlove on December 23, 1867, on a cotton plantation near Delta, Louisiana. Her parents, Owen and Minerva, were recently freed slaves, and Sarah, who was their fifth child, was the first in her family to be free-born. Minerva Breedlove died in 1874 and Owen passed away the following year, both due to unknown causes, leaving Sarah an orphan at the age of seven. After her parents’ passing, Sarah was sent to live with her sister, Louvinia, and her brother-in-law. The three moved to Vicksburg, Mississippi, in 1877, where Sarah picked cotton and was likely employed doing household work, although no documentation exists verifying her employment at the time.

At age 14, to escape both her oppressive working environment and the frequent mistreatment she endured at the hands of her brother-in-law, Sarah married a man named Moses McWilliams. On June 6, 1885, Sarah gave birth to a daughter, A’Lelia. When Moses died two years later, Sarah and A’Lelia moved to St. Louis, where Sarah’s brothers had established themselves as barbers. There, Sarah found work as a washerwoman, earning $1.50 a day — enough to send her daughter to the city’s public schools. She also attended public night school whenever she could.

While in St. Louis, Breedlove met her second husband Charles J. Walker, who worked in advertising and would later help promote her hair care business.
During the 1890s, Sarah Breedlove developed a scalp disorder that caused
her to lose much of her hair, and she began to experiment with both home remedies and store-bought hair care treatments in an attempt to improve her condition. In 1905, Breedlove was hired as a commission agent by Annie Turnbo Malone — a successful, black, hair-care product entrepreneur — and she moved to Denver, Colorado. While there, Breedlove’s husband Charles helped her create advertisements for a hair care treatment for African Americans that she was perfecting. Her husband also encouraged her to use the more recognizable name “Madam C.J. Walker,” by which she was thereafter known.

In 1907 Walker and her husband traveled around the South and Southeast promoting her products and giving lecture demonstrations of her “Walker Method” — involving her own formula for pomade, brushing and the use of heated combs.As profits continued to grow, in 1908 Walker opened a factory and a beauty school in Pittsburgh, and by 1910, when Walker transferred her business operations to Indianapolis, the Madam C.J. Walker Manufacturing Company had become wildly successful, with profits that were the modern-day equivalent of several million dollars.

A relentless innovator, Walker organized clubs and conventions for her representatives, which recognized not only successful sales, but also philanthropic and educational efforts among African Americans. In 1913, Walker and Charles divorced, and she traveled throughout Latin America and the Caribbean promoting her business and recruiting others to teach her hair care methods. While her mother traveled, A’Lelia Walker helped facilitate the purchase of property in Harlem, New York, recognizing that the area would be an important base for future business operations. ​

Walker quickly immersed herself in the social and political culture of the ​Harlem Renaissance​. She founded philanthropies that included educational scholarships and donations to homes for the elderly, the ​National Association for the Advancement of Colored People​, and the National Conference on Lynching, among other organizations focused on improving the lives of African Americans. ​She also donated the largest amount of money by an African American toward the construction of an Indianapolis YMCA in 1913.

We had breakfast in the room and the girls went to Snooze. We watched some TV, then checked out and went to the skating rink. Family pictures!

The skating rink was closed because they were having a performance, so we watched that, then went to the market. This was my Harriet hike.

We had leftovers at home and chilled the rest of the day.

It’s been a month of Harriet hikes. I walked 53.5 miles in 29 days. I missed 1 day because I was in the ER with 2 pulmonary embolisms, but started back again the next day (because the doctor said I could.) I lost 12 lbs (I also had no dairy, soda or coffee this month), walked with my dog, kids, hubby and alone. I walked 28 of those days outside, in the sun, in the snow, in the cold and only 1 day inside at the gym track. Pam got me to join Girl Trek and get my t-shirt and golden shoelaces for the goals on Harriet hikes.

Sunday was church, then lunch at Smokin Fins, Bethany went back to GJ, grocery shopping, napping and dinner.

Deep breath…our week – NIA, school, blood draw, homeschool skate, Holy yoga, doc, CFA interview, Police explorers, shibori at library, Montbello Walk2Connect, youth group, CO ballet Nutcracker, puppy day camp, David’s Repeal day release concert date night, orthodontist, working at church, school Winter social, women’s Christmas tea, Riize, Lakewood lights, church.

Dinners – lima beans and turkey brats, chimichurri chicken and rice chutney, honey plum pomegranate chicken with wild rice and snap peas, make your own brrrrr-itos, date night (sushi and dumplings for the girls), chicken with mushrooms, butternut squash and sage butter with forbidden rice, beef, barley and vegetable soup with peasant bread.

Pan-Seared Chimichurri Chicken

1 tablespoon butter
1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 (16 ounce) package boneless chicken breast tenders
salt and ground black pepper to taste

Chimichurri Sauce:
⅔ cup extra-virgin olive oil
1 medium onion, peeled and cut in half
½ cup parsley, rinsed
¼ cup cilantro, rinsed
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1 clove garlic, peeled
½ teaspoon salt

Heat butter and olive oil in a deep skillet or cast iron pan over medium heat. Add garlic; cook and stir until golden brown, about 1 minute. Season chicken with salt and pepper. Add to the skillet and cook until browned on each side, no longer pink in the center, and juices run clear, 3 to 5 minutes per side. An instant-read thermometer inserted into the center should read at least 165 degrees F (74 degrees C).

Combine olive oil, onion, parsley, cilantro, lemon juice, garlic, and salt together in a food processor; pulse until finely chopped. Spoon chimichurri sauce over chicken tenders; serve.
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No-Knead Oatmeal-Millet Peasant Bread

1 cup boiling water
1/2 cup rolled oats
1/4 cup millet
2 1/4 teaspoons active dry yeast
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
2/3 cup warm water
2 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon cornmeal, or more as needed

Combine boiling water, oats, and millet in a large bowl. Let cool to 100 degrees F about 10 minutes.
Dissolve yeast and salt in warm water in a small bowl. Let stand until bubbly, about 5 minutes. Stir into the oat-millet mixture. Add 2 3/4 cups flour; stir until dough forms a loose ball. Cover with plastic wrap; let rise in a warm, draft-free location until doubled in volume, about 2 hours.

Dust a cutting board with 1 tablespoon flour. Turn the dough out onto the board. Tuck in the edges gradually to shape dough into a boule (rustic, French-style ball) without kneading. Cover with a clean dish towel; let rise until nearly doubled in volume, about 40 minutes.

Preheat oven to 475 degrees F. Place a lidded Dutch oven inside. Make 3 slashes on top of the dough boule using a serrated knife. Remove hot Dutch oven from the oven carefully. Uncover; sprinkle cornmeal over the bottom and place boule inside; cover with the lid. Reduce oven heat to 450 degrees F.

Bake in the preheated oven for 28 minutes. Remove the lid and reduce oven temperature to 425 degrees F. Continue baking until top is golden brown, 12 to 14 minutes more. Carefully lift loaf out of pan onto a work surface and gently tap bottom of loaf; if it sounds hollow, bread is done. Let cool for at least 1 hour on a wire rack.

Fun Friday and the weekend

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Friday Hannah did a quick minerals lab and then we headed to the Springs to see Humpback Whales at the AF Planetarium.

We went to the Penny arcade and I broke Galaga! I was just playing and hit my own ship as it was coming down, it froze a bee on the screen and it wouldn’t advance past this. There are 2 more Galaga machines at the arcade, but one of them has a sticky fire button and the other has a sticky joystick.  I hope it’s not really broken, just needing to be turned off and on.

Saturday we had a nice coffee with the girls and then went to Zoey’s pet parade. There were a lot of pit bulls there because Zoey was a pit bull, but there were a handful of other breeds (but only one Jack.)

Jack was honed in on the pet photographer – she had a ball.

We all walked up the street to the park for pictures, then back down Main st.

Businesses take corners and make pumpkin art.

Sunday after church we went to the Dairy block for the Fall Flannel Fest.  We talked to Joel and he said he had gotten his b-day package. He turned 25 today, hard to believe.

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The week – Denver Police dept. tour, school, DMNS Hallow-teen night, H2O in Keystone for Grace, Police Explorers, youth group, hike, Petsmart Boo, Littleman pumpkin carving, church, Trunk or Treat, James gone to Vegas.

Dinners this week – Tex-Mex beef and rice skillet, teen nite (whatever the DMNS offers), chipotle chicken sausage sandwiches, Italian chicken and acorn squash, chilli and corn bread, butternut squash and peasant bread, Saturday night is up for grabs.

Tex-Mex Beef and Rice Skillet

1 lb lean (at least 80%) ground beef
1 tablespoon vegetable oil
1 cup diced yellow onion
1 medium red bell pepper, diced SAVE $
1 cup fresh or frozen corn kernels
1 can (10 oz) Old El Paso™ enchilada sauce
1 package (1 oz) Old El Paso™ original taco seasoning mix
3 cups cooked white rice
1 cup shredded Mexican cheese blend (4 oz)
2 tablespoons chopped fresh cilantro leaves

In 12-inch nonstick skillet, cook beef 6 to 8 minutes over medium-high heat, stirring frequently, until brown. Drain, and wipe out skillet. Add oil to skillet, and heat over medium-high heat. Add, bell pepper and corn. Cook 5 to 7 minutes, stirring frequently, until vegetables are tender.

Stir in beef, enchilada sauce and taco seasoning mix. Heat to simmering; stir in rice. Cook 2 to 3 minutes, stirring constantly, until rice is heated through. Top with cheese and cilantro.

Holiday high afternoon tea

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Advent day 21

We took Brooke (because her birthday was the next day) with us to high tea. We went to Capital Tea (because it’s the last one I called that had something available for today) and I’m glad we went there. It’s small, so reservations are a must, but it’s all you can drink tea.

Which, we did. I had 4 pots, Grace and Brooke had 5 pots and Hannah had 6 pots of tea.

The scones, soup, sandwiches, meat pies and desserts were very good.

We stayed for 2.5 hours, so it was a nice relaxing meal. Then, since we were on antique row, we finally got to go to the shops and look around.

Then we went by the mall, then I took Grace to Skate City, then I crashed at home.

Date night

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Advent day 7 –

Not much going on today. Hannah and Grace did school and Hannah cleaned her room. I delivered some DCPA tickets for a show this month. We went to Goodwill and then chilled at home.

I’m looking forward to my date tonight, Christmas piano at Phil’s and the weekend in Grand Junction.

Fun Friday

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We did an exothermic experiment, but we need to go get some more peroxide.

Hannah helped me make the dandelion jelly. It was time consuming plucking all the petals from the flowers, washing them, steeping them, adding the sugar and pectin and then boiling for what seemed like forever. But, in the end, dandelion jelly that tastes like honey.

I made lemon bread too.

Zoe is heading downhill fast. She’s blind in both eyes now, and when she walks her right leg is totally sticking out and sliding and now her left leg is wobbly. She also can’t get in and out of the litter box and only eats/drinks if we put it in front of her face.