By MILLIE OTTO
"He that is faithful in that which is least is faithful also in much; and he that is unjust in the least is unjust also in much." Luke 16:10
We are having a warm spell. Personally, I wouldn't care if it would spell us on past January, then get nice. But yes, we need cold and snow. Rain isn't so bad if it's not cold and overly windy.
Early Tuesday morning we had a thunderstorm. It was actually kind of soothing. You knew God was close and in control.
We had a pretty good amount of rain. On my way home out of town, I met a boy, not more than second-grade age, walking to school.
There was this "boy magnet" in the street. That is to say, a water puddle, and not directly in his path, either, but he made it so. Smack through the middle he goes; he just hitched up his pant legs a little higher, unmindful of wet shoes and soggy socks at the start of a school day.
I had to do laundry. I hung some out, but brought it in again before I left to bring my husband home from work. It was a good thing I did. While I was gone, it really poured.
I dried it all inside, but no big deal, except when the one line broke, covering my husband with half-dry laundry.
On Wednesday evening, our children, grandchildren, my mom and we went to the Arthur Home to sing for my dear friend, Louise York.
It was her birthday. She is 97 years young.
Her son Lee and daughter Sue were also there. Lee arranged to have cake, ice cream and strawberries, which we really enjoyed, and we thank him for that.
The only damper on the evening was the damp outside. Well, damp is an understatement. It was soaking wet. It poured, I mean to say it really dumped! We almost couldn't see where to go. The horse was skittish, jumpy and just a tad crazy. It was downright scary!
Well, talk about not being "big feely" or then eating "humble pie." Did I ever!
We went to Dale this past Saturday to attend their school auction. I took along my quilt — or actually, throw, it being only 60 by 80 inches.
I had slaved over it so industriously, getting up in the wee hours of the morning to get it done. Well, the thing didn't even bring 50 bucks! Ah, well, the big quilts didn't bring much, either.
At least we got to see our grandchildren again. Some of them could hardly stay in one place long enough so you could talk with them. They were too busy "helping" with the sale.
I had to do my cleaning jobs on Friday evening because of being gone on Saturday. The one I just dumped the trash, stocked the paper products, swept the lunch rooms and waved my cleaning rag around, actually hitting the tables in a few spots. I hope I will be forgiven. I plan to do much better next time.
This past Tuesday evening we had the privilege of going to Prairie Mennnonite Church for their annual Friends and Neighbors supper.
The youth serve the supper, then give a short program afterward. The program mostly consists of singing. Their singing is as beautiful as the food is good!
In closing, we do not live our life alone, for other lives we touch are either strengthened by our own or weakened just as much.
For those of you who like to bake with yeast, here is a delicious recipe.
For the dough:
1 tablespoon dry yeast (or 1 package)
cup lukewarm water
1 cup milk, scalded
1/3 cup sugar
3 cup flour (approximately)
3 eggs, well-beaten
1/2 cup melted butter
For the topping:
1 cup sugar
to 1 cup chopped nuts
3 tablespoons cinnamon
Add oleo to milk. Cool slightly and add sugar, salt and water in which yeast has been dissolved. Add eggs and some of the flour. Mix well.
Add rest of flour to make a stiff dough. Cover and let rise until double in bulk.
Knead and let rise again. Make balls the size of walnuts.
Mix together topping mixture. Dip balls into melted butter, then in topping mixture. Pile loosely into foil-lined angel food or bundt pan. Let rise until double.
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes.
Send questions or comments to Otto at 1584 County Road 2000 North, Arthur, IL 61911.