Last evening after leaving the remaining chores to JW, I went into town and enjoyed watching a little bit of Jake's game and then ran down the street to Sarah's game and they both ended up winning! In fact, they both smoked their opponents! Gramps and Grandma made it down but they were a little worn out since they had spent the night before at Oldsmobile Park watching their hometown baseball team, Fowlerville, play in a tournament. Fowlerville almost pulled it out in the championship game, but came up one run short when the last out was made. Today is supposed to be hot and windy...a great day for hanging out laundry. I've got to mow the rest of the lawn but before I can do that I will be doing Rural Route Radio and then I've got to write a couple of columns. I think I'd better have an extra cup of Joe for this line up.
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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