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Special Brownies

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We talk about our Moms a lot here on the blogs, but that's because to Chelly and to me, our Mothers were such role models and strong, hard to forget women, just like we aspire to be. Now, to know me as an adult, you would never even imagine me outdoors doing anything remotely close to building a fire, setting up tents or learning to cook in the ground or over a flame. Stepping on a snake, or lying awake all night under the stars while getting eaten alive by Mississippi's state bird (Mosquito) are things that I avoid with every ounce of my soul.  I mean,  my gosh . Girl Scouts are always doing things like cleaning up trash on the highways and getting stung by bees, singing "Kumbaya", hiking in the swelter, mucking around outside in the stinky, muddy, sweaty outdoors.  However, there was a time that I, Auntie Jax braved the elements and did my time learning survival skills, earning patches and of course, selling those famous cookies we all know and love. Things have...

My Cup Runneth Over

Oh god, I ate too much for breakfast/lunch (brunch, whatever). I feel sick. Going to veg out and play video games for a while and digest. I'll be back later with something worth talking about hopefully. In the meantime, hope you're all enjoying your weekend.

Some Like It Hot

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There are people that revel in the summer heat... I am not one of them. This Memphis helter-swelter has been dragging me down. Our air conditioner has just not been able to cope, even when I walk into the house I'm not getting any relief. Last night, I took a cold bath. That's right, as much as I like a hot-boiling bubble bath soak, I reclined back, basking in the chilly water until I felt like my body temperature had significantly reduced. Also, I don't know if it is partially the heat, but I have just been drained of all energy. I've been Dog Tired... I don't feel like moving. I wake up and just want to lay there, not moving a muscle. But I force myself out of bed and drag my 'zombified' ass through the house, searching for clothes to wear, and knowing I'm going to sweat to death and smell like a swamp by the time I get home. I can't take it anymore. I am so ready for fall. Mr. J says I have been "extra-cranky" and irritable the last few ...