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Favorite Things

I had a lovely time at Moose Jaw at our cousin retreat. The cousins try to get together once a year and we take turns being the organizer. This year it was my turn; it has been my turn for 3 years. For a variety of reasons, we weren't able to get together, but this year it happened for those that could make it. Moose Jaw should be so proud of how utilized their downtown is. They have embraced tourism in their city, and it is a wonderful place to visit. We enjoyed the newest tunnel experience, "Bunker 24". I would advise if you were going to go on this tour, read up on the Cold War. We went to "Hopkins Dining Parlor", toured the Canadian Forces base and the Yvette Moore Gallery. We spent many hours just hanging out at our B&B and all its beauty.  

        

I took my job as organizer very seriously and utilized our Facebook page to keep everyone up to date. I suggested that everyone bring their "favorite snack". When the retreat members confused that they hadn't read the notification, I was somewhat perplexed. They had showed up with not only snacks but other food that included muffins, cheese, vegetables and fruit, without me even organizing it! 

For me in true Faye fashion, taking my favorite snack, spiraled out of control. The struggle was real, I have no clue what my favorite snack even is, I like everything. I wanted to take something that others will enjoy, and the dilemma goes on. I go through the same thing when I have to take to a potluck, to many decisions. So, this is what I took: Uncooked Cookies, Ju jubes, peppermint patties, gumdrops and dill pickle chips. I have fond memories of Grandma's candy dish. I loved it when it had my favorites, peppermint patties at Christmas and orange and lemon gumdrop slices any time of the year.

The whole experience of taking a favorite snack made me realize I am an extremist when it comes to food, or perhaps everything. I may also be a micromanager when I am the organizer. I hope for many of you reading this you are thinking, "what would I take?". It's not that easy to make a decision believe me.

I started to think of what my favorite things are. As we get older, we are "okay" with whatever. It doesn't have to be our favorite, as long as it's somebodies. We will often make a favorite of someone else's when preparing a meal. I am not sure what my favorite meal even is. I like a roast chicken dinner, and a chili bowl made with a fresh bread bowl. I know I am going to be one of those seniors in a home who eats their dessert first, if they set it anywhere near me. I really like dessert!

There is one favorite thing that does stand ahead of so many other things and that is Coffee!!!!! I love coffee, black and strong is the best. Cookies are comfort food, and they go nicely with coffee. One of my favorite cookies is "Uncooked Cookies" as we called them in our family. In fact, my sister and I both took them to the retreat, hers were softer and better than mine.

My favorite color has always been orange, but pink is moving closer to the top. One of my favorite places I have visited was St. John's Nfld. Some of my favorite things to do are to "go for a drive", and organize people, places or things on paper. I can lose hours on a computer keyboard.                                        

Another one of my favorite things to do is to have fun. I have noticed that I can create my own style of chaos. I like to think of it is a fun experience for those riding that wave with me. I do like to mix fun up with serious conversation and soul searching. I find it fascinating how people make sense of their lives and their beliefs. 

This post is about favorite things. The one thing that I have learned as I write this is, you can't have too many favorite things. And you can't spend too much time enjoying your favorite things. They are your favorites for a reason. 

                



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  1. Now you've got me wondering what mine are! This was a fun little blog. Thanks.

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  2. Nice to have some favourites, always enjoy just being together!

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