Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home....
So I've just accomplished two things with that little bit of lyric. One: you are now singing Madonna and two: I've just described what my shoes went through earlier.
So let's all sing together for a bit...
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, oh God I think I'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Awesome, we sounded great. Let's do this again...soon.
Now the shoes. I lost two hours today and my shoes. No, Not like that. There was no secret sauce or ripple tipple involved, I was actually making fondant with my niece (hi Jamie!)...I guess when you enter fondant land anything is bound to happen. So remember that and go cautiously into the sugar. I swear that when I started making fondant I had on shoes and it was like 5 o'clock. Then when we were done I looked down and my shoes where gone and two hours had slipped by. I started looking around, calling for the shoes. Everyone was looking for them, the tiniest of people looked under the couch and the tallest of us asking the tiny ones to look under the couch again.
So life is a mystery, because I don't know how I lost my shoes. Everyone stands alone, because shoe loss only affects the loser and when the shoes hear their name being called they know they have a home.
Oh ya, I made some biscotti too. It was easy and did not enter into the Madonna equation except that maybe it's a mystery because it's a biscotti made with ginger and black sesame. Ingredients solely used because I was in an Asian store and thought, I, of course would find some great ingredients for an Italian cookie. Life is a mystery.
Later I stopped by a non Asian store and picked up pecans and cinnamon chips to make some more biscotti. Not as much a mystery, but ingredients that are more in Vogue ;)
Sorry.
Check out these non pun'rs and their biscotti beauties: Hosts this week - Jodi of Homemade and Wholesome and Katrina of Baking and Boys.
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home....
So I've just accomplished two things with that little bit of lyric. One: you are now singing Madonna and two: I've just described what my shoes went through earlier.
So let's all sing together for a bit...
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, oh God I think I'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Awesome, we sounded great. Let's do this again...soon.
Now the shoes. I lost two hours today and my shoes. No, Not like that. There was no secret sauce or ripple tipple involved, I was actually making fondant with my niece (hi Jamie!)...I guess when you enter fondant land anything is bound to happen. So remember that and go cautiously into the sugar. I swear that when I started making fondant I had on shoes and it was like 5 o'clock. Then when we were done I looked down and my shoes where gone and two hours had slipped by. I started looking around, calling for the shoes. Everyone was looking for them, the tiniest of people looked under the couch and the tallest of us asking the tiny ones to look under the couch again.
So life is a mystery, because I don't know how I lost my shoes. Everyone stands alone, because shoe loss only affects the loser and when the shoes hear their name being called they know they have a home.
Ginger and Black Sesame Seed Biscotti |
Oh ya, I made some biscotti too. It was easy and did not enter into the Madonna equation except that maybe it's a mystery because it's a biscotti made with ginger and black sesame. Ingredients solely used because I was in an Asian store and thought, I, of course would find some great ingredients for an Italian cookie. Life is a mystery.
Later I stopped by a non Asian store and picked up pecans and cinnamon chips to make some more biscotti. Not as much a mystery, but ingredients that are more in Vogue ;)
Sorry.
Check out these non pun'rs and their biscotti beauties: Hosts this week - Jodi of Homemade and Wholesome and Katrina of Baking and Boys.
Ginger and black Sesam seeds biscotti: this is a very interesting combination!
ReplyDeleteI've loved you post and
YES: I did sing along
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NO: sorry I did not see you shoes !!
Thanks and I did finally find the shoes, still don't know how they came off my feet though...
DeleteCute post - I went through a shoe mystery the other night. It was two days before I found them in a most unlikely place... Absolutely maddening, it was.
ReplyDeleteBlack sesame works :-)
How does that happen?!? Crazy shoes!
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