Today was a fun day! I have moments where I actually get a little misty in the eye area and act like a girl. Today was one of those days. At one point-a short, fleeting moment-I had both of the girls with me in the kitchen. I was singing and dancing and baking, they were drooling and smiling and trying to keep their head upright in their little Bumbos...it was awesome! I do believe I was born to be a momma. Anyway, it didn't last long, one needed changing, then a nap, one needed bouncing, etc. The project was Blarney Stones. We are having a little snack feast at work tomorrow (how sweet that a party fell on one of the two days I go there!!!) and I felt that Blarney Stones would be the perfect contribution.
A little back story on these Blarney Stones. First, they are part of one of my fondest junior high school memories (there aren't many!). I had/have a great group of girlfriends back at old LHS. One March day, we gathered at Grandma Opal's to make Blarney Stones. Grandma Opal was Leigh's grandma, but we all claimed her. I don't remember much, but I remember laughing a lot, having so much fun with my friends, thinking Opal was one cool grandma, and that Blarney Stones are the perfect combination of a sickeningly sweet, salty bite. Sweet Opal passed away this year, and Leigh sent me a photocopy of the recipe in Opal's writing. What a treasure!
Well, I needed Opal today. Maybe on that day we didn't really help much, and just watched her make them for us. Maybe the recipe leaves a little too much room for interpretation. Maybe my two little helpers interrupted the process too many times. I don't know - but they're not just like I remembered. No matter though. I baked with my babes, remembered a sweet lady, and good times with dear friends, and sampled enough that I have a little belly ache. And, I'm not embarrassed to take them to work.