That used to be a relatively easy question (albeit long) to answer. I think like the meme I have seen so often says that the older we get, the harder that is to answer because we want things that can’t be bought.
One thing that I wanted can be bought. That was Rattlesnake. I got that in October, which is Mom’s birth month as well. I was sitting in the living room a few nights ago and just looked around and thought, “Man! This is a beautiful house! Is this real life?”
Thanks to Lee, Sue Ann, Chris, Garry, David, and Kim. They brought her back to life. My Dad and I still have some things to do, and spring time will find phase two in full swing.
My second to oldest son, Matthew, got the driveway cleared of all the Georgia cane. It had gotten to where it looked like my driveway was only five feet wide. Now the whole thing is visible. It’s a muddy mess right now, because it needs road base and gravel brought in, but that is part of phase two.
We are now a family of four kids, five dogs, and two cats. This makes decorating for the holidays (any of them) difficult. I decided to bypass ornaments on the tree. You can see why. I was also planning to buy a real tree to put in the living room for Santa to leave gifts under. I decided against that as well. I have seen really cute ideas to keep dogs away with picket fences, but aside from hanging the tree from the ceiling I am pretty sure I won’t keep Patsy out of it. It’s okay though. Really.
Holidays also remind me of days gone by of cooking, baking, and candy making with my Granny, Mom, and Mema. I finally perfected a peanut brittle recipe last year that breaks and is hard like it should be, but melts when you put it in your mouth. My Pa loved peanut brittle, but couldn’t eat it because of his dentures. It took me 12 years, and a lot of figuring out what didn’t work, but it finally happened.
I experiment and do small things to my candy and cookies that make them my own and unique, like my pecans here. I’m glad to share the recipe that is the base for it, but not my method. My methods are secret and some only between me, Mom, Granny, and Mema. The Vickie Jane inventory of recipes expands every year. I think I may have enough to start it going all year part time. Maybe more on that in the future.
So, what do I want for Christmas? Well, a unicorn would be nice. Besides that, I have everything I could want. Really, I do.Hermann says please like and share!