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It is like a taste of summer

Friday and Saturday were rainy, Sunday came and there was snow on the ground. Spring, where are you?

This morning we woke up, jakob is sick so he is a number ten on the crank scale.
Kadence is sick and her crank scale is at 10 also. Good thing they both slept in and I was able to get Krischan ready for school and out the door first.

To top it off I have a sinus infection that is giving me a killer headache so my crank scale is up there also. What a match we three are this morning. So between the screaming and crying I decide to have a Martha moment and look for my favorite dessert that tastes like summer:


I love this app, it was only 99c and it is the Martha Everyday Food app. I know, shoe string budget and I have an iPhone. But I have this wonderful husband who can't help but get me the things I really want. Haven't gotten that new GMC Acadia though...Suze Orman would probably tell me to go crawl back in the womb and start over again because she would deny every part of my life that causes me to have to buy anything. (but I bought the app with Ricks gift card.)

So, back to the taste of summer. Amist the crying and tantrums I was able to whip up the crust, mmm, the cookie part of this confection.


In between making lunch and getting the two cranky kids fed I whipped up the lemon topping and bake it.


It says you need to let it cool then let it set in the fridge for 2 hours and up to 3 days. Who has that kind of time. If I bake something I want it now. Who was the crazy nut that came up with that recipe? I just let it cool enough to cut into it.


I was wisked away to a sunny day in the summer, breeze blowing, the smell of fresh cut grass clinging to the air.


Yum. Now I can go back to my cranky two sick kids and pray they take a nap.

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