The Shattered Prayer

Its officially autumn, and time for pumpkin pies. This one is a pretty unusual recipe.

I was going to post one of my grandmother’s recipes, but her recipe box is more disorganized than, well… me. I couldn’t find what I was looking for. So instead here’s a nice autumn soup.

All day yesterday I was worried about R the P. Not the trip, not the driving, not for his safety. I knew he’d be fine. No, I was truly and deeply concerned that he’d miss Dr Who.

Looks like we’ve got a storm coming up. Gosh… what a surprise. Storm-bringer Chengo strikes (no pun intended) again.

This isn’t quite the same as my Chess Pie recipe, but because this one utilizes a blender, I thought I’d post it. Its been a while since we’ve done a blender recipe.

R the P and Mojo are taking the helm between 6-8, since I won’t have internet access during that time. Or will have limited access (I’ll try to make a post). Anyone who gets their reading in before six, I’ll do your readings while offline and will begin posting them at 8 when I get back.

My mom…. and yeah, if this post was about something dirty, it would not start with the words my mom. So anyways, my mom makes the best pound-cake in the world. Best.

Hot damn. I’m feeling pretty good. I wrote two whole chapters on my book today. I really cranked out the words. I feel like I should reward myself.