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White Chocolate Macadamia Nut Cookies

White Chocolate Macadamia Nut Cookies

I got the delicious white chocolate macadamia nut cookies baked last night.  This recipe says it makes 54 but I got 72.  Usually I get less than what the recipe claims.  Oh, well, more for us to enjoy!

I got some cleaning done, too.  I left a note for Mr. Aitch to vacuum the upstairs today and I’ll do the downstairs when I get home.

My friend had a baby girl late Wednesday night.  Please wlecome Brooke Catherine.  I’ve been thinking of something to knit for this baby for some time and just need to do it!

Have a great weekend!

Foiled with cookies

My great plans to knit during lunch were foiled by a crossword puzzle.  I love crossword puzzles almost as much as knitting.  Since concentration (and relative quiet) were key to knitting and not missing another yarn over, I helped with the puzzle.

Brought my knitting with me today so I’m hoping I can work on it during lunch…again.

My camera was giving me fits last night.  I managed to take a few pictures of the sweater-in-progress but the card reader on the computer wouldn’t recognize the photos to download.  Maybe I can post those pictures tonight.

Ah, tonight… Even though Mr. Aitch doesn’t allow like me to use the oven when it’s above 70 degrees, I will be making white chocolate macadamia nut cookies tonight.  (I substitute white chocolate chips and add 1 1/2 cups chopped macadamia nuts.)  His church is having a bake sale this weekend and I begrudgingly volunteered to make something.  The dough is resting in the fridge as we speak just waiting for me when I get home from work.  The church will get three dozen cookies and I will keep the rest for the weekend festivities.

My daughter and her family (best SIL in the world, twin 17-month girls, and two dogs) will be coming for the weekend and there’s nothing like being greeted with fresh white chocolate macadamia nut cookies.

Yes, Mr. Aitch and I go to separate churches.  He’s the choir director at a Methodist church and I am catholic and go to a catholic church.  I do attend services with him sometimes though we never get to sit together since he is directing the choir.  No, I don’t sing well.

So along with baking cookies and knitting, I will have to do some clean up around the house tonight.  Busy, busy.

The earthquake I didn’t feel

ATK Blast!

This facility is only seven miles and two mountains from my house but I didn’t hear or feel a thing. 

Only two people were injured and were released from the hospital Monday evening.

I drove my car to work this morning.  The fog was so thick at my house that I could barely see  the house across the street.  By the time I got across the Potomac River I could see the fog was lifting.  Another three miles and there were blue skies and sunshine.  Should have ridden the motorcycle. 

But I did bring my knitting!  I fixed the eyelet and yarn over mishap last night and am ready to knit forward hoping to make major progress on this sweater today during lunch.  This meal consists of  protein bar and some delicious Chobani yogurt.  I heart Chobani yogurt.  Since I can scarf down this fantastic nourishment in about five minutes, I will have 55 minutes to knit!

Perfection, purses and a birthday wish

During lunch today, I was telling someone (non-knitter) who works in our building about my sweater issue and the missing yarn over.  She asked if it was noticable and would I really have to rip it out.   The perfectionist in me thinks it would be noticable so I have decided to try to fix it before I resort to ripping out the last ten rows.

The little person I am knitting this for might be visiting us this weekend and I’d love to have enough of it done to see how it looks and fits.

I could work on this during my lunch hour however, the big skein of yarn doesn’t pack up real good to fit in the saddlebag on my motorcycle.  I could find a smaller purse for when I ride instead of this monstrosity I currently use.

How do you transprort your knitting?

Now where is that darn camera?  And why isn’t the battery charged?

Today is my Dad’s birthday.  I miss him.