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This reminds me of the house that could have been the stumbling block for Hansel and Gretel.

Because we couldn’t find any dead squirrels to take pictures of, we had to settle for one warming up his “hands” in his “armpits.”  Kind of.

Thanks for capturing this Kodak moment, Maddie.

Coffee.  Bible. Fire. Cluney.

…Chocolate Mousse Cheesecake.

Only minor injuries were sustained by fork stabbing.  It’s the chance you have to take if five people are going to share one piece of cheesecake (in our family).  It was worth every prick.  ( I used a spoon so I wouldn’t be tempted to injure my fellow man.)

My nephew, Josiah,  had a splendid game, too.  He scored 26 points, his all-time high.

Even though UNO defeated UNK, we had a splendid time.  Way to go, Josiah!

Christmas vacation has arrived at the Hinrichs’ home.  I usually have all these plans of things I’d like to accomplish over break.  I realized how different my priorities are from my kids’ today.

Maddie’s goal is to list all the spells from the Harry Potter series over vacation.  I hadn’t thought of that one.  Glad she is taking care of that. 

…is great fun!

Going up…

…ain’t.

Recipe for chattering teeth:

Live in Nebraska in December.  This recipe is not fool proof.  It could be 67 degrees.  But then again, it could be -7.

Recipe for warming up:

Red Beans and Rice.  Ooo-la-la.  I was frigidly forlorn yesterday.  The magic hour of 5:00 pm had come and gone, and I still hadn’t thought of something I really wanted for supper.  Not only wanted, but willing to cook.  Doing long division worksheets with Rebecca had sapped my remaining late-afternoon brain activity.  I decided on chili.  I could make it in my sleep.

But when I went to the freezer, I realized I was out of hamburger.  What I did find made my heart go pitter-patter:  Gourmet Poblano Peppers with Mexican Cheese Chicken Sausage from Sam’s.  I am not a sausage fan, but the nice lady with her little table of sausages with little toothpicks convinced me my life would not be complete until I tried this sausage.  She was right.  I still didn’t know what I would do with this gourmet sausage.  One gal suggested scrambled eggs.  Another chimed in jambalaya.  I thought:  Red Beans and Rice.

Next to God and family, this sausage takes high priority in my life.

I was too lazy to copy down the recipe.  Hope you can decipher this without getting a headache.  If you can’t, maybe you have an old Zion cookbook and can turn to page 114.  If you don’t and still want it, comment and I’ll reply with the recipe.  Promise.

Although the other ingredients aren’t as important as the sausage, they are worth commenting on.  The BEST Cajun seasoning is “Slap Yo’ Mama.”  My brother-in-law brought me some from Louisiana, and it was heavenly.  Sadly, I am out, and can’t find more.  I’ve heard they may carry it at a BBQ joint in town, and I need to follow up.  I bought my current Cajun seasoning at Super Target because it came in a glass jar and I like Super Target.

The BEST chicken bouillon is L.B. Jamison’s.  My aunt’s mother, who made the best turkey in the Midwest, said so.    You can get it at Hyvee.  Wyler’s tastes like pig slop compared to this.  No offense.  If you already took it, I’m sorry.  I really am.  I’m trying to speak the truth in love.

Recipe for happy wife on her birthday, in addition to a snicker-coated filled long john from Lamar’s:

The saying about the cobbler’s children having no shoes is bogus.  I really, really like this table.