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Waxing Lyrical over Choc Chips

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I have discovered two signs of aging in myself. These are not the moisturising, youth creams ‘7 signs of aging’ (whatever they are, they never really explain…) these are the little habits you find yourself engaging in as you get older. Little things that you never thought of when you 20 years old, didn’t have the time? Just didn’t give a rats one way or the other? But now at 40+, for some reason these things become supremely important to your mental well being and if they are not ‘just so’ then you just can’t sleep at night.

The current 2 items that I have noticed over the past year becoming an important issue for me are:

  1. The toilet roll must have the end of the roll at the top, facing forwards. None of this hanging down the back, flapping around willy nilly creating anarchy behaviour.
  2. My clothes have to face the right way around on the coat hanger. I don’t want them facing each other or rudely hanging back to back. No, they must all face the left like a little military contingent marching smartly down the road. If I hang them the wrong way around, I just HAVE to change it, it just isn’t kosher otherwise.

Now at 20 I was just happy to have a toilet roll there. Too many times another house mate would use the last square and leave the next toilet goer high and dry (so to speak). If a roll did make it into the toilet it was often perched precariously on top of the empty roll, still on the holder or just sitting on the floor amongst discarded rolls like an enormous dust bunny. Which way it was hanging was of total inconsequence.

Frankly my clothes at this time were lucky to see a hanger. Mostly it was wash and wear. I didn’t have much so if it wasn’t on my body it was in the wash or in an untidy pile in a basket somewhere waiting to be folded. Normally it would go directly from that state to wear again, bypassing the wardrobe or cupboard entirely. What did find its way to a hanger was hung higgledy piggledy where ever it fit in the wardrobe, pants, shirts, jackets all bundled in together facing where ever and whatever they happened to end up next too. Total chaos, how did I ever get any sleep?

So along with my wrinkles, my grey hairs, the odd facial hair that seems to have migrated from my husbands pores to mine in our sleep and the squiginess around my middle that I have a hard time caring about these days… I have these things, whatever you want to call them. Aberrations of focus, wrinkles of the mind, reverse diffraction of thought? Whatever. I am sure there will be more of them, I might make a list. See if I can outdo the cosmetics companies.

Chocolate Chip Cookies

125g Butter or Margarine
1/2 Cup White Sugar
1/2 Cup Brown Sugar, lightly packed
1/2 Teaspoon Vanilla
1 Egg
1 3/4 Cups Self Raising Flour
1/2 Teaspoon Salt
125g Chocolate Chips
60g Walnut Pieces

Cream together with butter, both White & Brown Sugar and vanilla.
Add lightly beaten egg gradually, beating well after each addition. Mix in
sifted flour and salt. Add chocolate chips and chopped walnuts, mix well.
Shape teaspoonsful of mixture into small balls, place on lightly greased
oven trays, allow room for spreading. Bake in moderate oven 10 to 12 mins.

I usually cut the sugar a little. I don’t like things too sweet…


Author: kolandasimone

40, on my way to 40 something...Still not sure what I want to do when I grow up, retire probably... Food obsessed, love to cook it, read about it, eat it... Chock full of useless information that crowds out the useful stuff sometimes.

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