Anny Cook's Blog, page 89

Happy New Year!

This is what I plan to do this year. My one goal? Finish four books. Well... maybe work on the health issues a bit.Happy New Year!anny

The Hair Solution

Heh. I think this hat might be the solution for me! Just think, I'd never have to wax my chin again. And I could make sure my "beard" coordinated with my outfit of the day...The more I consider it, the more I like the idea. I'm not to crazy about the hat, but hats are easy to crochet. It could be a whole new "look" for winter!Between that and wearing long pants, I could pretty much eliminate any

The Almost Christmas Child

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The day after...

While other parts of the east coast are snowed in, we have a dusting... what little bit we received has been blown away. Matter of fact, the wind is still howling. But. No. Snow. It appears this is a good place to be.The sun is shining. The wind chimes are blinging. And all is well in my little universe for the moment. Seems like this should be a good day to write so I'm off to my cave to do

Eye of the Storm

First of all... Happy Birthday to my sister-in-law, Mary! May you have many, many, many, many more! Have a good day!Well. The day after Christmas. Across the land, women are taking a collective sigh of... relief? Maybe. Most know this is just a breather before we all plunge into the real cleanup of tree, decorations, and putting our homes back in order. But for this one day, most of us will loll

Merry Christmas!

anny

Christmas Eve Tacos

We have tacos every Christmas Eve. Why? As a remembrance of friendship above and beyond the usual. In this vignette, I tell the story.Christmas 1981. We lived in Houston, Texas, far from our families. My dad called to tell my husband that he needed to come home. My husband's father was very ill. We could not afford for everyone to go and our daughters were both in bed with the flu. We

Hospital Christmas

Christmas 2004. The house hunk and I planned to go to New York for Christmas. Then came the call from his doctor. A surgery planned for January had to be moved up. After January 1st, our insurance would no longer cover it.We spent the last few days of Christmas week rushing around, trying to fit in all the pre-surgery tests so he would be ready. Three days before Christmas, he went in the

Christmas Journey

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The Pretty Package

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