http://blog.loveandwartx.com From writer/developer Amber Simmons Fri, 09 Apr 2010 13:54:15 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Having cleaned the kitchen yesterday, I decided to mess it up again with a batch of 36 hour chocolate chip cookies. I made them right before I picked up my son from school at 3:00. When my husband asked me what our Friday night plans were, I replied, "Cookies! I made ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2010/04/i-was-a-liberal-arts-major/ We all seem to have things we can't say to each other. Perhaps we can't say them because they are socially inappropriate. Perhaps we can't say them because they reveal feelings we aren't supposed to have. Perhaps we can't say them because the words, their being uttered, their existence outside of ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/12/ineffable/ My mother was a deeply reli­gious woman. She was what most peo­ple would call a fun­da­men­tal­ist Christian. She believed in God, the Father Almighty, cre­ator of heaven and earth, and in Jesus Christ his only son, our Lord. And how. But she espe­cially believed in Hell, and she even more espe­cially believed ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/12/speaking-in-tongues-toward-salvation/ When I was in ele­men­tary school, I read a won­der­ful novel called The Egypt Game. It was about five chil­dren who decided to recre­ate ancient Egypt on a piece of aban­doned prop­erty, and how the gods of the game inte­grated them­selves into the children’s every­day lives in spooky and enter­tain­ing ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/12/the-egypt-game-descent-into-heathenry/ Most adults were amused and bewil­dered by my pre­co­cious ways at only four years old, but by September 1st, 1981, my mother had enough of my con­stant ques­tions and demands for expla­na­tions and decided it was high time I went to kinder­garten so she could have a break. Trouble was, ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/11/the-left-hand-of-the-father-kindergarten/ I love word clouds. I love text analysis. I love words as art, words as emotion, words as points of contact. And I love how positive, happy, and lovely this Tweetcloud is. Make your own: Tweet Cloud Feel the love :) http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/11/love-awesome-thank-feel-wish/ Thanksgiving. I complain every year about Thanksgiving, because I grew up celebrating the holiday with extended family: siblings, aunts, cousins, friends, and tables of food. But ever since I left home, Thanksgiving has just been me and my husband, and then as our kids came along, our kids. That's just four people. ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009/ As you can see, my Thanksgiving shopping is done. Six bottles of wine for two people. It ought to be a good holiday. And, okay, yes, that's a bottle of Welch's Sparkling Grape Juice hiding in the back, there. My mom used to buy sparkling juice for me and my brother ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/11/wine-its-whats-for-dinner/ I know it's stupid to think, "But I just saw him!" when you hear that someone has died. But it was my response. I just saw Father Jim on Friday. I just received an email that the pastor of my daughter's school passed away unexpectedly during the night. He was found dead ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/11/the-passing-of-father-jim/ The best place to get donuts in Austin is Mrs. Johnson's bakery. They keep weird hours, appealing, ostensibly, to the 420 crowd, but the donuts are soft and fluffy and not too sweet. Good texture, good taste, and they always give you a nice, hot glazed to eat in your ... http://blog.loveandwartx.com/2009/11/donuts-are-delicious/