Hair Askew, I Go to the Cookie Exchange

THE LAWTON ROAD LADIES invite me back again this year to their Cookie Exchange

and despite
it being cold and dark outside
and my hair being askew
and me having a knitting project I’m eager to start
and concerns to dwell on
and feeling tired (the perennial fallback excuse)

I go!

And I am better for it,
which you knew before I even told you, didn’t you?

* * *

I CATCH UP with people.

One has taken up piano,
had her first lesson today.

“Can you believe it, at my age?” she says.

But I tell her
how old I was
when I took up Spanish.

And June tells her how old she was
when she took up oil painting.

And aren’t we like the 3 Musketeers,
sitting there,
all empowered?

* * *

I meet the woman from Italy
who lives in the house
surrounded by
a long, long hedge of burning bushes,
trimmed to perfection,
the one I pass by on my bike.

I meet the woman
who lives in the house
a black cat
is always crossing the street to get to.

I talk with the woman
who brought the Krumkake
and she tells me all about the process.

* * *

And those SPECIAL CLASSES
at the college
I’ve been thinking about,
but every semester I let them pass by?
Turns out
the black cat lady
and the piano lady
know all about the program,
speak highly of it.

* * *

I WEAR a pink scarf
that gets so many compliments
I will never take it off now
until it falls to tatters.
This is how I am.

* * *

I COME HOME
with an assortment of cookies
and new thoughts.
I don’t have time to dwell on my own stuff the whole evening,
yet the world manages to keep spinning. Make a note.

My hair is still askew,
but I have enough steam left
to look up the course offerings
at the college
for the winter term.

And to write this post.
Once again, it is good to get out and be around people.
Oh, I said that already this week. 🙂

My Toasted Coconut Shortbreads

My Toasted Coconut Shortbreads

A closer look at Ingrid's Krumkake

A closer look at Ingrid’s Krumkake

The table of cookies.

The table of cookies.

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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7 Responses to Hair Askew, I Go to the Cookie Exchange

  1. pastordt says:

    I love you so much, Marilyn. I love this post – the tone of it, how I can absolutely hear YOU as I read it. Thanks for this – and the cookies look fab. (want a picture of the pink scarf, however)

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  2. Brenda Remis says:

    What a lovely get-together! Are those Krumkake cookies like pizzelles? They are beautiful!

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  3. bethhavey says:

    Life is crazy busy this time of year. I get what you mean about the hair thing, but with your beautiful spirit, people won’t even notice. Enjoy your cookies.

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  4. Annie says:

    what a wonderful idea, I remember your going to it last Christmas!
    yum.

    and yes, it is so good to get out and meet people isn’t it?
    except when you have the shingles, and probably shouldn’t.
    ;-(

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  5. I got out yesterday, against my “better judgment.” Best thing I did all day. So glad to hear your out-and-about day was similar.

    And thanks so much for your comments during my series. I appreciate your graciousness, even as the Lord has led us down different paths.

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