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Good morning! Thanks to those who plug in the coffee early! Leadership race entry costs, snow and highways and trees, and all the other stuff that arises today comes with us to the Coffee Cart for conversation. We will also consume coffee and tea, and feast on cinnamon rolls. The coffee is fresh brewed, tea water at the boiling point, and the rolls are lovely. Come join in the chat and enjoy the refreshments! All is ready, everyone welcome!

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Sinner man role ... it is all Ba 'd to the sheepish ... and then if they show their head ... on comes the rabid looking for something to lay out a writ ... Ire 'neigh?

The Allah go Rah in on ... paradoxically there are those that cannot see multiple understanding ... one tracked as tract ... most everyone mist it! A cloud of beings ... becoming ...

Shall we pass off a bunch of 'eM? What a stinking bouquet ... cadaver flowers? Yep that exists and blossoms infrequently ...
 
Gurls is said to be slang for young ladies, go figure that after at one time grey was a girl expression for that which came between the black and white ... one shimmering with rage and the alternate unseen; Claire? Imagine grey shade and feints ... shades 've Nell ... uncertainty?

Do you know Nell? There's complexity ... the dead ringer ... twinned or otherwise imaged ... all in the head m'n ... where can one go without a head ess team ...

Duplicate integrals ... or total summa ... place of flaming! Sparks AL eight ... after that DAH stilling ... essence comes and goes unseen ... Ca Vein ... vanity of vanities! There the entire thing blew! Vicious ends ...
 
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I belong to a teaching sorority that is a bunch of old, retired teachers (only 18 of us). Our organization wants us to attract new members but we are happy to just slowly fade away. In the meantime, we enjoy each other's company. We don't have a meeting in January, but instead we have a 'chat calendar'. Each of us has one day assigned where we are encouraged to send a newsy e-mail to the group to chat about our lives/cares/concerns. Of course, no one is forced to write, but I sure have been enjoying the emails received so far. Some have included pictures of quilts being made, pet cats helping at the keyboard!, and lists of jokes. Today was my day so I talked about low fat recipes, my sister's new puppy, Mom moving into long-term care, and the new reading app I've been trying (Fable).
 
Did someone say cinnamon rolls?

I experimented with a little more German baking this Christmas and discovered the most wonderful variation on cinnamon rolls. The dough is similar - eggy and a bit sweet. The filling is ground walnuts and cinnamon bound with egg white and sugar. Cut into pinwheels like cinnamon rolls, they're glazed while warm with a light lemon glaze. Very, very nice. Went over well at the bake sale.
 
I experimented with a little more German baking this Christmas and discovered the most wonderful variation on cinnamon rolls. The dough is similar - eggy and a bit sweet. The filling is ground walnuts and cinnamon bound with egg white and sugar. Cut into pinwheels like cinnamon rolls, they're glazed while warm with a light lemon glaze. Very, very nice. Went over well at the bake sale.
Sounds yummy!
 
Looks like @Mrs.Anteater got the coffee going early today. Fabulous!
I had to work today. Last time working inpatients weekends. Yay! Again too much work for one day- but easier to take because it was the last one. I like it when at the end of the day the work is done or at least there is a plan for a follow up. When I have to leave and I didn’t even got to see five people, that stresses me out.
I worked in a kitchen before I became OT, and I remember the satisfying feeling on the way home that everything was done and you didn’t had to think one bit about work anymore at the end of the day.
 
I experimented with a little more German baking this Christmas and discovered the most wonderful variation on cinnamon rolls. The dough is similar - eggy and a bit sweet. The filling is ground walnuts and cinnamon bound with egg white and sugar. Cut into pinwheels like cinnamon rolls, they're glazed while warm with a light lemon glaze. Very, very nice. Went over well at the bake sale.
Oh, I don’t know that one. What area is it from?
 
Good morning! Teaching sororities, variations on cinnamon rolls, scenic island visits, the last weekend working with inpatients, and all the other things that pop up today come with us, as we gather in spirit round the Coffee Cart. Here we discuss, support, and care about each other, as we drink coffee and tea, and indulge in bagels with various toppings. Coffee, of course, is fresh brewed, tea water is at the boil, All is ready, everybody is welcome. Come join in the conversations!

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Had a great chance yesterday at some deep history and a touch of linguistical occurrence that would baffle a stone-set soul as if concrete establishment ... a real hummer ... awesome!
 
I decided to have a lazy morning. I'm watching our church service from my recliner. I'm a little tired from yesterday's outing. It's good tired though. An earned tired.

This came from one of my groups:

"Metastatic breast cancer is a marathon. There are times when it’s flat ground and it’s easy, and times when you’re running uphill. We just don’t know what's around the corner anymore, because the pace of change is faster than at any time in the history of cancer treatment.”
-Pallav Mehta, MD
 
I decided to have a lazy morning. I'm watching our church service from my recliner. I'm a little tired from yesterday's outing. It's good tired though. An earned tired.

This came from one of my groups:

"Metastatic breast cancer is a marathon. There are times when it’s flat ground and it’s easy, and times when you’re running uphill. We just don’t know what's around the corner anymore, because the pace of change is faster than at any time in the history of cancer treatment.”
-Pallav Mehta, MD

Many illnesses have this character ... we haven't mastered many because of certain hesitancies when diverting the interest to wealth management to a common failure ... industry is far more favored ... and drivers ... nihilism? Thus we are beat ... hammered down ...

Not well in tune with the oath of" "do no harm"!
 
I decided to have a lazy morning. I'm watching our church service from my recliner. I'm a little tired from yesterday's outing. It's good tired though. An earned tired.

This came from one of my groups:

"Metastatic breast cancer is a marathon. There are times when it’s flat ground and it’s easy, and times when you’re running uphill. We just don’t know what's around the corner anymore, because the pace of change is faster than at any time in the history of cancer treatment.”
-Pallav Mehta, MD
The treatments for my mother's cancer are always changing. She seems to have the slowest growing cancer in history - her cancer is a bit of a slacker. Left unchecked for years, it grew until she could not ignore it any longer. It responded to aggressive chemo, about 20 years ago. Since then, it has been held in check by treatments with fewer side effects. She has been directly impacted by some of these advances in treatments, but it's been quite the road as well.

It's encouraging to see what we can do now. I lost an old friend to breast cancer 16 years ago. Jane was awesome. We raced on the same team for years. I'd like to think if that cancer had held off for a while, she would have benefitted from these new treatments, and I know that other women are here today because of them.

Her husband used to visit the ski club every now and then. I asked if I could coach their kids. Jane would not have wanted them to be slow.
 
Actually, let me add a bit about this silly new ski coaching job.

I have 20 athletes aged 14-15. I have 2 co-coaches who are 17. I'm 52. It's hilarious. It would be pathetic, except I'm still faster than all of them.

We had such a good weekend. I set a course for the first time in 25 years (it rocked), I ran the session this morning and introduced some of the drills that Mikaela Shiffrin used to do when she was young, and most importantly, I finally learned all the names of my 20 athletes. And holy crap, how they responded. We've got them skiing so much better, in one weekend.

Let me take a step back. This is a private ski club. This sport is not exactly accessible to most people. I get that. I'm not in this sport because I'm particularly rich. I'm in this sport because my folks planned really well, saved, bought a building lot in the mid 80s when that was possible, built their own chalet (I helped when I was 12), and we are, to this day, surrounded by rich folk. We don't belong. But once you have your place, your main expenses are utilities and property taxes, plus membership fees. When I coach, some of those fees are reduced.

We could not join and start from scratch today. Not a chance.

So what I have are a bunch of rather rich and entitled teenagers. The challenge for me, then, is to not just coach skiing, but also a bit of life skills, like thoughtfulness and empathy. And I work that in in subtle ways. Sometimes it's showing concern when an athlete falls or is hurt, as happened today. Sometimes it's just showing that they can help put things away and not rely on us for everything. A lot of it is just looking them in the eyes at the end of the weekend and thanking each of them in turn for their hard work, and explaining what they did well and why I'm so proud of them. I did that a lot this afternoon, because I was proud of them. This is a much tougher sport than people think, and you need to be brave. My athletes were brave today, they tried the things we asked them to try, and they improved a lot because of it.

I can't believe I left coaching for 25 years. Why the hell did I stay away for that long?


Edit: Oh yeah, I really like racing myself. I forgot.
 
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Oh, I don’t know that one. What area is it from?

This is where I found the recipe. I now have the big guy's mother's handwritten recipe for Liebkucken. I had to fake it a bit on the spice mixture, but it was pronounced pretty close.
 

This is where I found the recipe. I now have the big guy's mother's handwritten recipe for Liebkucken. I had to fake it a bit on the spice mixture, but it was pronounced pretty close.
Oh, ok. I know the type, but they are more often with poppy seeds and raisins - at least up north.
By the way, it’s “Lebkuchen”. The really old recipes use a baking ingredient called “Hirschhornsalz” which can be substituted with Baking soda. The name Lebkuchen comes from “Leb” which is explained as an old word for the the profession of baker. Since you love Lebkuchen, I understand that you call it “Liebkuchen” ( Lovecake)- or maybe because you love the owner of the recipe?
 
Good morning! How are we? Lazy mornings, cancer treatments and advances over the years, coaching skiers, and Lebkuchen/ Liebkuchen, and all the other stuff that comes up today; it comes along with us to the Coffee Cart, where we chat, support, care, and drink coffee and tea, and indulge in baked goodies, like danishes and squares today. The coffee is fresh brewed, tea water and tea leaves ready to steep, and baked things are warm. Come join the conversations! All is ready, all are welcome. Drop by when you can and join the conversations!

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