Good morning! Come in, dust off a chair and have a seat. There's coffee in the pot, but I haven't yet gotten around to baking the oatmeal craisin cookies I meant to bake last weekend.
The theme of the week has been freezer food. As mentioned here, I whipped up a batch of twice-baked potatoes for the freezer (technically, at the point at which they are frozen they are once baked, I suppose). Oh my, are they great: crispy shells and creamy filling, even after being frozen and reheated. The oatmeal craisin cookies are also a freezer thing; the dough (recipe courtesy of Pioneer Woman's cookbook) will be frozen in logs, ready to cut and bake. Tomorrow's cook-ahead will be a chicken-rice casserole, split into one 4-serving and two 2-serving pans for freezing.
At the hair salon last night I sat next to a mom with three darling young girls, all with long dark hair and sparkling brown eyes. As it turns out, she was there to have the oldest girl's lip waxed. She said the girl - a third grader - had recently confided that she had been teased about the dark hair on her upper lip since kindergarten. The mom was heartbroken that her daughter had suffered in silence for so long before coming to her for help. The girl went off with the beautician on her own for her appointment; when she came back to her mom and sisters, she was positively beaming.
What little things are you holding to yourself in misery, rather than taking them to the Father who loves you and laying them down before Him? It's so easy to hang on to little things, to deem them somehow "unworthy" of His attention. But just as nothing is too big for God, nothing is too small as well.
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