IT’S STILL COLD.
i got an e-mail greeting from the warwick hotel, where we stayed at the end of our scotland trip. i LOVE the photo, so i’m including it now for you to see because it’s so cute.
actually, i’m including it because kevin figured out how to save it as a picture because when i kept trying to save it, it was an online image and i couldn’t just make it BE A PHOTO.
AREN’T THEY CUTE BEARS?
Plus, a nice message. that warwick chain, they have many fancy hotels all over the world. we got a great deal on our room, plus the room was huge, i mean HUGE, and i can’t remember the exact price but it was definitely under two hundred dollars, and this is quite amazing for new york city. it was also very very convenient to everything, including central park, only a few blocks away.
maybe we’ll have to try all the warwick hotels all over the world…
but right now i’m not going anywhere. just sitting here on my couch.
i made one recipe of bar cookies, they’re called “angel cookies,” from the joy of cooking. pecans and coconut and brown sugar on a shortbread crust. as usual, i’ve selected a lot of cookies to make for christmas, but i must be careful and make the ones that people really, really want first, because i rarely make all the cookies on the list plus this year there are a DOZEN different kinds which is quite a lot. dad wants wedding cakes. kevin wants pfefferneuse. check, check.
i would like to make some delicious fudge, too, but that means i will DEFINITELY GAIN FIVE POUNDS because i have absolutely no self-control when it comes to my DELICIOUS FUDGE.
i used to give it to my piano teacher, mrs. ecklund, every year for xmas. i wrapped each piece up individually in saran wrap, and she told me that she and her husband would save it and cut each piece in half so it would last longer.
she died right before our wedding. she was a lovely women, mrs. ecklund. a hard piano teacher, but i learned a lot. kevin is taking piano lessons at lincoln land community college, have i mentioned that? it’s funny to hear him practicing downstairs every morning. well, not EVERY morning, but he’s pretty good at keeping at it. sometimes he practices later in the day, and sometimes he doesn’t practice at all. he’s already very good. he’s also going to take some kind of music theory class. he’s very very busy.
ok then,
still already totally sick of the cold and how will i get through the whole damn winter grace.