In the Cookie Jar · Oats · Squash

Butternut Molasses Oatmeal Cookies


I made these the other day and if I don’t make them again my family will kick me out.

Well, okay, full disclosure, Julia won’t kick me out.  She didn’t like them.  But Bill and Alex?  Oh yeah.

And they really should be called “Because I need to go to the grocery store” cookies.  Why?  I was out of several things in the original recipe, so I just subbed this and that and ended up with something unexpectedly fabulous.


Red Flower Eye

*Out of respect for my friends who are easily freaked out by eyes and eyeballs (Hi Beth J, I’m talking to you), I have posted the picture for this post well below the fold and the text.*

Actually, there’s not much text for this post.

Alex came home from playing the other day and I noticed something on his eye.


Progressing Nicely


The kids holler for me any time Scratchy is spotted exhibiting normal, aka pre-Scary Sickness, behavior.

“Mom!  Scratchy’s eating!”

“Mom, come quick!  Scratchy’s drinking water!  Out of his bowl!”

“Mom!  I saw Scratchy use the litterbox!  He pooped!”

There is no privacy here.


Hide and Seek

I had a message on the answering machine this afternoon from Scratchy’s veterinarian – his blood work came back and while he’s not back to normal, his numbers have improved remarkably (the Dr’s word). 

I’d had a long day, I was tired, headachy, and verging on weepy-for-no-reason.  Then I got that message and suddenly I felt better about things.