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Christmas Past (part 2)---A Baking Frenzy, Package Patrol, Fuzzy Lights, the Arm Tickle, and Cream of Wheat

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  As a little girl, I remember how my Mom liked to bake year round, but between Thanksgiving Day and Christmas Day, she was in a baking frenzy.  She baked batch after batch of cookies of all kinds.  She made rolled and sliced refrigerator cookies, drop cookies like chocolate chip and peanut butter, cut-out sugar cookies, and cookies shaped like trees and wreaths and stars made with a cookie press and decorated with colored sugars.  She made nut balls, cinnamon snicker doodles , miniature pecan tarts , date pinwheels , chocolate coconut filled cookies, and M&M cookies. For Christmas each year, she also made several different kinds of candy.  She made chocolate-covered cherries, million dollar fudge with walnuts in it, buckeyes , peanut brittle, and pink divinity made from strawberry or raspberry flavored powdered Jello gelatin mix.  There were some years when she also made chocolate covered coconut candy from mashed potatoes and chocolate covered mint ...

Fire and Ice (Cream Trucks)

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Chris from the blog, At Home At Last , recently wrote about her first memory. I thought it was an interesting thing to blog about, so I thought I would write about mine here. * * * * * Until I was around the age of three, I lived with my family in a house in the town of Marion, Ohio. I have two main memories from that long ago time in my life. The first memory was of a fire that we had there. My mom was cooking something on the stove in the kitchen in a big iron skillet. I don't remember what she was making, but she must have been frying something in the skillet in oil. The oil got too hot and caught on fire. (With three children all under the age of five at the time, I imagine she had gotten distracted by one of us which kept her away from the stove too long.) I was in the living room and heard my mother let out a sort of half scream, half yelp kind of noise in the kitchen. I wandered in there to see what was going on. My brother and sister showed up there, from w...