Yesterday started out so sunny and warm. After chores, the neighbor stopped down to discuss our District II Holstein show and sale happening in June. Then Nana and Joann showed up and Joann and I went for a walk. Then Bobby and I wanted the southern belles to feel at home so we went out for some BBQ in Jonesville. We stuffed ourselves and had to be rolled out to the car. When we got home it was time to deliver sandwiches and pick up kids to get ready for the ballgame. With the clouds rolling in and the rain beginning to fall, we figured we were out of luck at watching any baseball. But we were wrong...for a while....we watched 3 innings of baseball and then the rain chased us away. Back at home, the heifers were all out standing under the apple tree in the pasture trying not to get wet and I had help milking thanks to the rain. When the chores were done, we settled in for a night of American Idol.
It's not Christmas without...... Fill in the blank. Traditions are part of what builds a family and Christmas is full of them. When you open your gifts, the dinner you create, right down to which ornament goes on what side of the tree. It's all a part of holiday traditions. On the Knolltop, I have managed to carry on a tradition that began in my childhood, on my home farm. Each Christmas was filled with holiday baking. My mom and sister would begin baking and end with pretty packages filled with home made goodies to give away to friends and relatives. Among those baked goods were Chocolate Peanut Butter Balls originating from the local church cookbook published in the late 70's. My sister made those one year and we haven't missed a year since. While the recipe originated to us in 1976, the tattered recipe card is from the late 80s when wrote a copy for myself when I moved out on my own. For 39 years Chocolate Peanut Butter Balls h...
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