They sang two Christmas songs to me. I did not know the songs, but that doesn't matter. Cory and Anna were here, too, but it was still just for me. How lovely, and Lola knew that was what I would want most.
They sound good together.
You should have heard them.
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Thursday I made licorice caramels. And that is how I remembered why I have not made them for many years, maybe 15.
They are a lot of work. Long time cooking and stirring constantly. Hot stove. Really hot. Tricky adding the anise and black color. Very hard to cut when cooled. Preparing many small pieces of waxed paper is a tedious chore. Wrapping each piece is a pain.
Very hard to cut. I know I already said that, but I don't think you get it. Very hard.
I used to pour the stuff directly on the small area of counter top to the left of the stove and let it cool there. This time I poured it into a 13 x 9 buttered pyrex pan. Very hard to cut and remove from that pan.
Now maybe you get it.
But.
They are really good.
They are a lot of work. Long time cooking and stirring constantly. Hot stove. Really hot. Tricky adding the anise and black color. Very hard to cut when cooled. Preparing many small pieces of waxed paper is a tedious chore. Wrapping each piece is a pain.
Very hard to cut. I know I already said that, but I don't think you get it. Very hard.
I used to pour the stuff directly on the small area of counter top to the left of the stove and let it cool there. This time I poured it into a 13 x 9 buttered pyrex pan. Very hard to cut and remove from that pan.
Now maybe you get it.
But.
They are really good.
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I am tired, having worked all day to prepare for tonight. But it will be a good night. We're going caroling to two places.
Then home for chili and hot chocolate, with mini marshmallows and peppermint candy canes.
Then home for chili and hot chocolate, with mini marshmallows and peppermint candy canes.
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Tomorrow I will be released from my calling as gospel doctrine teacher. Some Christmas gift. Hmph.
Truth is I could feel they were about ready to do it. Just don't put me in the nursery.
Truth is I could feel they were about ready to do it. Just don't put me in the nursery.
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