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I may be rejoining the living, as things were looking distinctly up, if not perky, today, throat-wise.

A few days ago I actually thought I was having a panic attack at the office, mostly brought on by being sick and strangly, what with the not being able to swallow thing, but also because my workload has been towering over me and getting higher and higher like a swaying skyscraper of project-child's-blocks, teetering creakily this way and that, just stopping short of tipping over with a crash and the wild bonking of blocks on skull by the fact that I am good and fast at what I do. But for each project I crossed off, 2 or 3 were being added, so I was essentially going backwards in terms of progress. But! after yesterday and today, I actually feel I'm on top of things and despite spending most of today on one major project, it turned out to REALLY please my colleague so I think things are going pretty dern well, work-wise.

Late Sunday night I started a 1410-page book. Right now, I am at page 757 which is past the halfway mark, however since I don't want the book to end and won't have the next book in this series to look forward to for god knows how long I am saddened but book-wise, feeling quite complacent about the state of things.

My mom is already mailing Christmas presents and I think my sister claimed to be done, at least with us, as well. I need to get on the ball and get shopping because holiday-wise, I am SO NOT ready. And e11en reminded me that Thanksgiving is only a couple of weeks away, and OMG there are Christmas cookies to be baked in 2 weeks for the cookie exchange and Martin's birthday party to plan and Father's Day is this weekend and *pant pant* AAAIIIEEE!

And tomorrow is Friday and Anders will be home, hurrah! So week-wise, that about sums things up.

Handy-dandy resource for those times when you really need to hang up and get back to blogging already: Sorry Gotta Go
ready for bed
mood: ready for bed
music: Indigo Girls—Get Out the Map

Random Acts of Commenting:

I just had to comment, mostly because you said "Random Acts of Commenting."

About#4~ I have scarcely looked at a cookie made by moi since the chitlans flew the coup, but recently I have been dreaming about COOKIE JARS. Remember the cookie jars? Are they a thing of the past? When I was growing up every kitchen sported at least one. What happened? I'm not THAT OLD.

Re: Random Acts of Commenting:

Anders and I gave his mom a cookie jar one year a long time ago. It's a big round squatty ceramic one with ugly painted-on cross-stitch designs saying COOKIE. It makes me laugh every time I see it. I don't think she's ever had cookies in it, though. They don't have that tradition here.

We have a cookie jar, a big round glass cylinder with a light wooden top, which I bought to replace a similar one which I loved (dark wood, big-round-hand-sized-knob-on-top) that got ruined in the dishwasher. We keep a kind of cookie-cracker in it that the kids can eat when they need something to take the edge off. I've never put "real" cookies in it, sadly. The only time I bake cookies is at Christmas, pretty much.

snack of the past

Re: Random Acts of Cookies, urmm, I mean Commenting

Actually I should talk, never having had a cookie jar in my entire adult life. My Mom had several. Most of them lived up on the top of the cupboards in the kitchen. Whichever one was currently in use lived right on the counter. There were cookie jar rules, which I don't quite remember at the moment.
One of the cookie jars that I most remember was a big ugly ceramic skep. I don't know why I liked it, except for the cookies.

Recently I saw a big glass jar that seemed like a great cookie jar. I almost got it (during my unsupervised trip to Ross Dress For Less). But then, I would have to fill it with cookies. And that I think is the chief reason one no longer see cookie jars~they are meant to be filled. (And no one has a glass of milk and cookies snack anymore)

Re: snack of the past

What a sad thought.

Re: snack of the past

Maybe it will become a Grandma mission. I could have a smallish cookie jar kept full for the grandchildren. And of course when they weren't around I would have to make sure the cookies weren't getting stale.
Wow, and maybe I could start a new potluck craze. I could be the woman who always brings her cookie jar!

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