The Cat and the Gingerbread Men

Write about your most epic baking or cooking fail.

My son engineered The Gingerbread Man Disaster. In the days leading up to Christmas, my son decided he wanted to take gingerbread men to his homeroom class, so the evening before, we made and decorated two big trays of gingerbread men. They were very cute and aromatic. We’d done well. We left them on the counter with the intention off packing them up later.

Before long, I heard John yelling at the cat. When I got to the kitchen, John was studying his gingerbread men. “That darn cat was sitting on my cookies hut they’re okay. I can still take them.” Sure enough, the hair sticking to the cookies convicted the cat.

“You can’t take cookies the cat got on. There will be germs from the cat box. Throw them away.” I left him protesting. The next time I came through, the gingerbread men were gone. I was surprised he gave up so easily.

That evening he was in high spirits. “The kids loved the gingerbread men.” He said gleefully.

“Oh no! I told you to throw them away!” I returned.

“ I know but I got the hairdryer and blew the hair off. I passed them around in home room. After the kids started eating, I told them about the cat. Some of the girls were grossed out, especially when a girl found cat hair on hers!”

What’s Important!

Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.

Wouldn’t it be a gift to be born knowing the opinion of one’s peers mattered little? So much of the angst of learning your way would be relieved. Often, a person wastes that time unlearning the basic rules learned as a child. Kindness, empathy, and decency may be discarded in pursuit of fun, friendship, and ambition. It’s good to mature and be authentic.

Favorite Foods

What are your favorite types of foods?

I love comfort foods. My favorite meal is home fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, small green lima beans and corn cooked together, and biscuits. Since I know it’s bad for me, I only cook that meal on special occasions. I also like brisket, marinated till tender, cooked at about 340 degrees till it’s fork tender. I suppose my favorite foods are home cooke. We rarely eat out since my cooking is to our taste.

Run?

How often do you walk or run?

I run if I see a bear, Freddy Kruger,a mudslide, or a Tsunami coming my way. I walk to get where I need to be. That’s about it.

Leader?

Do you see yourself as a leader?

There is no need for me to be a leader anymore. I am retired. I am part of a two person team. We are both in charge.

Plethora

What’s your favorite word?

Plethora is a lovely word. I am delighted when I can work it into a conversation. It can be a bit of a challenge. Here are a few examples.

Grandma has a plethora of recipes to turn to.

The stray dogs have a plethora of garbage cans to raid.
LOL

I have a plethora of unpleasant tasks to choose from on this rainy day.

The rooster has a plethora of lovely hens in his harem.

As always, I have a plethora of unstylish clothes to choose from.

I could go on with a plethora of choices.

Evening Plans.

What are you doing this evening?

This evening, as all evening will be simpleI am seventy-three, my husband seventy-five. We will have dinner at home, read or watch television, and be in bed by ten. I can never predict whether Sleep will come, so I may get up and write. I am not a television fan, so I never turn it on. We lead a very predictable life.

Superficiality

What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?

I dislike superficial people. Should a person flash a phony smile, enthusiastically shake every man’s hand, and compliment every woman in the room, it raises red flags for me. An honest person can’t maintain that level of energy.

I am much more comfortable with friendly, down-to-earth people who don’t have something to sell. I love sincerity, a good story, and an honest smile.

Ideal Week

Describe your ideal week.

Everyday would start slow and easy.

Sunday I’d wake up early, settle in my comfy chair with my lapdog and a cup of coffee, open WordPress and enjoy for a while. I might drift off for a nap till Bud wakes up. Eventually, I’d fix breakfast and do a few things around the house. I’d go out with the dogs a few times. If the weather is nice, I might work in the yard for a while. Dinner, more chair time and then bed.

The rest of the week, it’s just rinse and repeat. my life is just one madcap adventure after another.