I can't even talk about cookies without gaining weight. My despair and chagrin at the next weigh-in will be your fault, Louanne.
Butter, sugar, egg, vanilla, mixed with flour and baking soda.
Generally severance isn't a thing in the US, unless you're buying out some kind of agreement or paying hush money. The "At Will" covers just about everything, but unemployment claims are rarely denied. Proving "with cause" is damn near impossible unless somebody is dumb enough to send self-incriminating emails, rob a cash register in full view of a camera, or fall asleep drunk in the office. All of which happened at least 3 times a year in my experience. One idiot did all three in the same day, and had the gall to ask why he was being fired. That was one of those, "Well, as you know, Bob, we are under no obligation nor particular inclination to discuss reasons for termination, but ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS??!!!"
We have a couch and two armchairs stored in the spare room for the last several months. All in good nick, just surplus to our needs. We tried every charity shop in the locality and none wanted to take it. Quite literally, we couldn't give it away.
We could sell it though, at a very reasonable price to an acquaintance of a friend. Set for collection tomorrow.
For a while, nearly 30 years ago, my wife had a "seconds" shop, some second-hand, end-of-line, returns, etc. We noticed that the merchandise was likely to sell much more quickly when given a higher price than what we thought appropriate. Probably several reasons, distrust of something being too good to be true amongst them. Also there, methinks, was the consumer's need to feel the pain.
Humans confuse me.
And already learning where the road to a man's heart leads. What a darling girl you must have been!I used to make them as a little girl
Almost Identical to the ginger cookies I make every year for my friends and relatives, except that in place of the vanilla I use ginger, cloves, and cinnamon as spices.. very easy to make. Butter, sugar, egg, vanilla, mixed with flour and baking soda.
And already learning where the road to a man's heart leads.
Are your cookies given an extra roll through some granulated sugar before they to into the oven?
The only ice-skating I ever did was in Germany, where a nearby military base opened up a rink every winter. I got fairly competent at it it but never flashy. My dad, on the other hand, was raised in central New York where frozen lakes and ponds were common, and he could cut quite a rug on the ice.When I was a kid, there were schoolyard rinks. I don't think they do that anymore