Let me be the first to say it (cause I know that some of you that know me in real life are already thinking it)…I did not make this cake and I do not intend to make this cake. But, I know that some of you really like that sort of thing :). So, if you decide to try this, I’d love to hear about it.
What’s that you say? You do not have the time to look up all the references? Well, I don’t want to spoil anyone’s fun…so if you want the challenge of looking up the ingredients yourself…DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. If just the thought of trying to figure this whole puzzle out makes you want to run screaming into the night…the deciphered recipe is below.
BIBLE CAKE
1/2 c. butter 2 c. sugar 2 tbs. honey 6 eggs 1 c. flour 2 tsp. baking powder Spices to taste 1 tsp. salt 1/2 c. milk 2 c. figs 2 c. almonds 2 c. raisins
Beat the butter, sugar, and honey until light. Beat the 6 egg yolks and add. Add flour, baking powder, spices, and salt alternately with the milk. Fold in figs, almonds and raisins, then add the 6 egg whites beaten stiff. Bake 2 hours in greased 10″ tube pan at 300F. Makes 28 servings.
I started out the day, yesterday, with a mission…see my friends for breakfast…get a hair cut…visit TJM*XX….go to Dr…..purchase at Office store…purchase book at the Book store…stop by W/D for Alex… I am his official grocery-getter. (years ago when my boys were quite a bit younger, we had a station wagon. A REAL station wagon. You know the ones that were as long as a train, and the back seat made into more seats…or laid flat for grocery getting…or young-uns sleeping. It was yellow with ‘real wood’ on the side! And, I was QUEEN OF THE ROAD in that thing! Oh, my, it was a big, big, car. My boys and all the other kids in the neighborhood called it The Grocery Getter! And, EVERYTIME I pulled out of my driveway, what ever child happened to be outside would have the responsiblility of yelling to every house within shouting distance, “There goes that Grocery Getter!” Except Ian…the baby…he would yell,”DERE GOES DAT GO GETTER MOMMY!” Whichever..the whole neighborhood was made aware of my comings and goings.) (I once took my mother, my mother in law, my sister, and 5 grandchildren in that tank all the way to NC, which was 13 hours driving time…on a good day—we did not pick a good day. We had the first unplanned stop about 20 miles from home. For some reason my 2 youngest boys figured that since I was driving, all the teaching and training and rules and decent behavior was not necessary because WE.WERE.PACKED.LIKE.SARDINES.INTO.THE.GROCER.GETTER.
I warned a few times and then I came to my senses…this was not going to get better and we were less than an hour into the trip. I pulled off the road…we were in the country…not much traffic. I walked down a little dirt road until I found a bush that was growing the most wonderful switches. It was covered in switches…so, I decided to ‘borrow’ a few. And, I, the boys and the switches had a quick review lesson of proper behavior. AND, one of the swiches decided to travel along with us. It was placed in a prominent place…easy for all to see!)
Back to the present…I did quite a bit of running! I met my friends for breakfast. Before I even got there, I knew that my lower tummy area was in some distress. And, boy was it! And, it got more distressed. But, I was able to visit with Kathy, Judy, and Ann….between runs to the bathroom!
The girl who cuts my hair called me and said she was ready for me…so I left quickly and made the run to the salon.
I hurried to TJM, but did not buy anything. Really! I ran into my friend,Dawn, and we chatted a while. I really miss her…and all the girls I worked with! It was nice to catch up a little.
I went to the Dr., who put a shot in my back, up near my shoulder. FUN.
But, at least my irritable bowel is feeling much calmer now. Got my book…I’m gonna save it to read on a trip coming up.
And stopped by the grocery store. Got Alex’s list of THINGS I HAVE TO HAVE. And my running is over. The only thing moving on me is my fingers. And, that is all I can tell you about today.
There are not many times at this stage of life, that I am called upon to face a dilemma. It’s not often that there is a choice to be made that causes me to weigh the situation. Not often am I called upon to list the pros and cons of what I am facing in order to make the best decision.
Really, all of the hard decisions that I face…have already been faced. I know the right answers, and I know what to do. I do not even have to think about most of them anymore. And, that makes my life easier.
However…a dilemma has presented itself to me today, that I have no experience in dealing with. I have never come up against this exact choice before…so I have nothing to fall back on. I am going on instinct here. There is nothing I can read to help me decide. And, whichever way I decide…someone is going to be left out. And, I am going to be the one doing the suffering. Why must life be so hard?
And, so…I must decide…and I must decide quickly…there is a time limit. It is possible that you may have dealt with something similar, so let me explain…
Tonight…at 7:00…
All 3 of these shows come on! All at the same time! Life, it seems, has dealt me a cruel blow!
OK…I have a DVR, so I can record one of them. And, truth be told, it will not REALLY matter if I miss American Idol. Actually at this stage of the game, it’s really hard for me to keep them all straight anyway. I tend to enjoy it better when I start watching when it gets down to the top 10. So, that takes care of that…and I’m down to 2 choices.
LOST…I have been watching since the beginning…and everything that happens now is tying the story up. They are laying the groundwork for the big mysteries to be solved.
OLYMPICS…I am not much on most of these games. Especially the little bumper car things that go around the track by themselves…does it count if they get into their little cars the quickest? And, why do they have to push themselves off? Couldn’t they have pit crews like at the Nascar drivers do?
And the skiing…who knew there were so many different ways to go down a hill? Some times, they are alone…then groups of 2…or 4. Sometimes they have ramps to propel them skyward. And, on the way down they twist and spin and twirl. Sometimes they follow a track…and sometimes, they take a break in the middle and shoot at some targets with the guns they are carrying on their backs….which doesn’t seem all that safe to me…but no one asked me.
I suppose if you were a hockey fan, those games would be exciting to watch…but, I’m not.
What I am a fan of, though, is the figure skating. I love watching them as they slide and glide and twist and turn and fly over the ice. I wonder how they get their bodies to rotate like they do . I wonder how they manage to keep from tripping over their own feet…or their partners.
So, that’s where we are…take Idol out…that leaves skating…and Lost. Skating and Lost…Lost and Skating.
Can you guess which one I chose?
EDITED TO ADD—I watched LOST! And, that was the right decision. All of the girls that I wanted to watch came on after LOST was over!
I am a Christian woman who has survived many years on the planet. God has blessed me with a wonderful family: husband, 3 sons, a dear DIL, and a precious grandson. I also have dear friends to keep me inspired. I am an artist of sorts and am finding my way through the great blessing of retirement. I recently retired after 20 years as a music teacher. Life is good!
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Hello, my name is Everly. I am a blogger living in New York. This is my blog, where I post about interior design and decoration. Never miss out on new stuff.
Hello, my name is Everly. I am a blogger living in New York. This is my blog, where I post about interior design and decoration. Never miss out on new stuff.