Alice on February 9th, 2010

I bought three food things while I was in Cabo last summer, and have already finished a couple of them off. Turns out I can only find one in the local stores. Can you guess which?

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Alice on February 8th, 2010

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Alice on February 8th, 2010

Can you see her? It’s The Girl.

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Alice on February 7th, 2010

In the mood for something Valentiney? Give these a try.

6 Tbs buttter
1/3 c shortening
3/4 c sugar
1 egg
2 c flour
1 1/2 tsp baking powder
1 Tbs milk
1 tsp vanilla

Beat butter, shortening, sugar and egg together one at a time. Combine flour and baking powder then add them to beaten mixture. Add milk and vanilla. cover and chill for 3 hours. Working with half the gough at a time, roll out to 1/8 inch thickness. cut into desired shapes. Bake on cookie sheet at 375F for 8 min.

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Alice on February 7th, 2010

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Alice on February 6th, 2010

Jill: Up, down, up, down. Stupid scale. What am I supposed to do? Take an average?

Today’s theme is average
Previously in Jack and Jill Spot Check

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Alice on February 6th, 2010


Yes. It’s a pumpkin. A big one. Yes, it’s sitting in my living room right now. Yes, it is amazingly old. No, I don’t know what I’m doing with it.

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Alice on February 5th, 2010

Suzie's House

“You’re kidding, right? You don’t really expect me to play that, do you?” Gene’s upper lip curled in derision.

“Sure. Why not?” Diane set the Monopoly board in the middle of the kitchen table. “I’ll be the bank.”

Who says Monopoly is a kids game? It was a great way to keep the boys occupied until it got late enough that she could send them to bed. What time were twelve year olds supposed to go to bed, anyway? Wait, Gene was thirteen, wasn’t he? Diane couldn’t remember. She’d tried to put them to bed at 9pm the first couple of nights, which proved disastrous. Then last night she let them pick their own bed time and hand ended up collecting them at the front door from the police when they broke curfew. Maybe if she suggested it later, say 10 pm. She needed to kill time.

“Who wants to be the top hat?” She beamed at them in a way they would probably think was totally false.

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Alice on February 5th, 2010

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Alice on February 4th, 2010

Trigvey stood outside the hospital, looking up into a rainy sky. Water ran off his face, dripping down the back of his scrubs and drenching the front.

“Dr. Taylor, we need you,” the nurse called from inside.

“Yes, I know.” But he didn’t move.

He should go home to his empty apartment. It least there he would make no mistakes.


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This is an echo of a scene in Moving In

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