Smears of Blueberry Cream Cheese Frosting

Frosting smeared across Chris’s little chin as he clapped his hands in glee. Chris was one of my friend’s toddlers. We were all gathered tonight for a going away party for my dear friend Clarise. For the occasion, I had ramped up my baking abilities to bake my first cake post-surgery. And, oh joyous day! I can do planks again! Though the boot does prove quite a contrivance. Hopping back to the whole cake deal. Last night, I made a vanilla cake with lemon-blueberry frosting. Quite scrumptious, indeed.

And I would post a photo but my phone died directly after the cake was frosted, so my apologies. Perhaps in a later post, I will post a picture of a SLICE, that is if it hasn’t been already munched up! It was a crowd pleaser!

These are some shots I took! 🙂

 

Blueberry Cake

Vanilla bean cake with fresh blueberry lemon cream cheese frosting.

Dontbeblueeatcake

Vanilla bean cake with Fresh Blueberry-Lemon cream cheese frosting

 

 

Having a Ball, Prosecco and a Jolly New Years

As I skillfully balanced on my scooter I popped the cap of a bottle of Prosecco to toast yet another great year folding into the seems of time and the hailing in of another. As my knitting needles whispered

Quite an entrance for the new year blown in on the shoulders of a furious wind! The room was filled with a coziness that created reading almost as a necessity.

 

Snowy Barn

Snowy Country Barn

I pulled at the two strands of yarn as they glided through my needles their noise resonating throughout the quiet living room. The needles I’m working with a size 19 circular needles which I think are quite whily to control.

I’m undertaking my first hand-knit blanket and it’s coming along quite dapperly. Its color reminds me of salty olives, the ones you find at fancy venues or on top of sandwiches. That’s almost the exact color! Undeniably salty, indeed, quite a necessity in the dead of winter. I knit double yarn for the first time, which is when you knit with two strands of yarn, not just one.

It bulked up quite readily and is delightfully warm!

Stitch-in-time

A Stitch in Time Saves Nine.

 

Quite an entrance for the new year blown in on the shoulders of a furious wind! The room was filled with a coziness that created reading almost as a necessity. Quite chilly too!

Such an amazing year filled with happy conversations, great expectations, achievements, and new beginnings. The burnt ends of my first collegiate endeavors put out with a star of achievement. The year was like a hand-stitched quilt, piece by piece changing the appearance of the quilt ever so slightly with every stitch of time. The loose stitches, carried from last year, eventually fading into oblivion. The loose stitches, taken out and reworked like any challenge in life. Every predicament we endure must be worked and reworked to create something magnificent in the end- a beautiful hand-stitched quilt. Every patch of the quilt representing a time period or some new endeavor. Stitched with time to represent a magnificent time of our life.

I’m very grateful for my family and that I miraculously am still living. God has done amazing things in my life and God willing will provide and help me through the rest of it.

For now, my friends, raise a glass and Hurrah for a jolly New Year! And God Bless!