Christmas Cookie Recipe
Christmas Tequila Cookies
- 1 cup of dark brown sugar
- 1 cup (2 sticks) butter
- 1 cup of granulated sugar
- 4 large eggs
- 2 cups of dried fruit, such as dried cranberries or raisins
- 1 tsp baking soda
- 1 tsp salt
- 1 tsp fresh lemon juice
- 1 cup coarsely chopped walnuts or pecans
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1 bottle Jose Cuervo Tequila (silver or gold, as desired)
Sample the Cuervo to check quality.
Take a large bowl, check the Cuervo again, to be sure it is of the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink. Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.
Add one teaspoon of sugar. Beat again. At this point it’s best to make sure the Cuervo is still OK, try another cup just in case.
Turn off the mixerer thingy. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Pick the frigging fruit off floor.
Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers just pry it loose with a drewscriver.
Sample the Cuervo to check for tonsisticity.
Next, sift two cups of salt, or something. Check the Jose Cuervo.
Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find.
Grease the oven. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over. Don’t forget to beat off the turner.
Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the Cose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the dishwasher.
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MC SAYS: Your one crazy dude Geo, but I’m packin my bags and headin your way.
Dam cat… good ridins
THAT LITTLE FURRY MOTHERHUNCHER, is becoming computer literate, and is jumping sites to get the last word. Its not gonna be easy now to control his crazy mind, but i think with a diet of catnip and cat poison i can do it.
love always
I love the last thought of my last breath. Its not a thought i woulda had as a young man, its a thought i have as a man that knows the differance between my first thought and my last. Its the same thought i had before i was a young man , THE THOUGHT I HAD BEFORE FEAR, GUILT, AND UNWORTHINESS, the thought of being perfect, as you are.
Love Doug
MC SAYS: I have seen my kittens born in ditches, under logs, beneath the straws of a barn. I have felt them freeze in the banks of a snow drift, starve lost in the woods as they pawed for love blindly.
I have stood by and watched all of this believing it is how it should be, till i felt the love of my masters lap.
Its really hard not to love him
Dam cat
I REALLY WANT THAT TO BE THE LAST WORD, is it possible that the words of a cat can be the truth that you need to know? Would it be so crazy to believe that your mind was touched by any creation of God? What part of your belief comes from your mind? What part of your belief comes from your heart?
Can I feel God AS MUCH as you, or as much as Matthew Mark Luke and John. oh hell yes I can, because i am writing the story of Gods love, and i am the author of his truth.
love Doug
MC WANTS TO TALK.. This could be dangerous, but i will allow it.
Man is an incredible species, your minds go beyond anything i can comprehend. You continue to evolve beyond all the other creatures on earth, you look for ways to survive, and you use you minds to grow all that will make your lives better. You will kill all that you perceive to be in your way, and justify it with the righteousness of the right to be, and disregard all others.
Man is an incredable spieces, but unlike the lower species they rule, they never live by there hearts like we do.
love always MC
I LOVE HIM
I dont know where that cat comes from but i know that i dance in the truth of my heart as best i can feel it, and my heart always feels my bgs.
As my sweet 3 moves to her precious abode of her new life, as she spreads wings in the joy of her freedom, and believes the beauty of happiness is in her reach, let her touch the truth of love as she flies beyond her blind eyes of confusion.
Let the strength of her wings fly her to the peaks of the mountains she feels she has never climbed, and the truth of her heart walk her to the love she needs, and let her hands hold all that love her as she takes her journey.
Love you bg3, Uncle Doug
MC SAYS: You can wonder if there is a mices under a log, beneath a rock, behind a tree, but you can be sure that sooner or later there will be a coyote by all of them to greet you.
Dam cat… hes a survivor
THERE IS NO MONSTERS OF THIS LIFE YOU CANT SURVIVE, there is no fears to to leave you cowering, and no reason to stop you from walking to the top of the mountain of your dreams, except your mind.
love Doug
I thunk i red a n struckshins wromg b cuz now I HAue burnd cookees amd thir many mpty cuErvo bot ulr.com
My last thought will be on the crazy stories of the bible. Crap that if told to us in a real life story we would say bull crap that cant be true, and a big part of me says maybe we should say the same thing.
STORYS TOLD BY PEOPLE LIKE ME THAT WOULD WANT YOU TO FEEL THEM LIKE I WANT YOU TO. Story’s told by those that didn’t understand the truth of them, and stories that didn’t care about the truth of them, but wanted you to act the way they wanted you to.
Its gotten kinda fucked up over the last couple thousand years, but the only truth that we need is lingering in our hearts when we chose to feel it. Once we do we will be able to sort the crap out.
love always
MC SAYS: Id rather lay in the lap of my master for a heartbeat, then to lay at the feet of a thousand coyotes for eternity.
Wow.. that’s my DAM cat
As much as i would like to let my pretty cat have the last word, you know i wont. MY LAST WORD WILL, be of my day,.
I WOKE TO THE FIRST SNOW FALL OF WINTER, and i held the hands of my brothers and sisters as i danced in the world of love, and walked with God to Galilee.
My day will end with all of them in my dreams.
GOODNIGHT FRIENDS
As we approach the end of this year, it is good to reflect on the memories of our past. Some of us are just starting and others have many years of life to feel as we walk into there next year.
It is the memories of your past that sculpture your future, and it is the ability to know which memory is worthy to care on beyond your past, that will take you to the dreams of your heart.
My sixty year old mind has seen men land on the moon , presidents assassinated, wars started, and lost. I have felt the revolution of the youth to feel peace and love. I have felt marriage, birth, and yes death. I have touched every emotion of man. I have deceived, lied, confused, cheated, humiliated, and i have comforted, protected, consoled, and most of all i have felt and given love.
As I walk into my next year it would be easy for me to carry only the memories of the past year, but my heart tells me to walk ahead with only the memories worthy taking with me, and of all the the things i have known, felt, touched, and learned there is only one thing worthy of my next moment and that is the love I’ve felt.
I know that as much love as i have felt in my life there is more to feel, and it is a love that is everlasting. One that will let me feel every heart that beats, and all that dont.
my dance aint done..
LOVE ALWAYS
Great thoughts Doug! The last few weeks of Mom’s life were sooooo bitter sweet and right after she died I seemed to be able to only remember the bad I saw but now, especially since its Christmas, memories of her and dads love for Christmas are coming back and I have THOSE pictures in my head now of her sweet, sweet smile and open arms to always wanting to love and give big hugs. That’s the one thing, I’ve been praying for actually, to let those wonderful pictures replace some of the not so wonderful ones there at the last but I think what God is doing instead is letting me see its all okay really. Even in the hard difficult, not so pleasant times, I see my mom as the sweet compastionate person she always was.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all!!
Good for you Lisa, your momma deserves for you to feel every perfect beautiful moment she shared with you, and you deserve that to girl.
Love Doug
The beauty of life is, while we cannot undo what is done,
we can see it, understand it, learn from it and change.
So that every new moment is spent not in regret, guilt, fear or anger,
but in wisdom, understanding and love.
Jennifer Edwards
so true … love always
I LOVE that quote! Thanks so much for sharing!!
Sometimes i hate to turn on the TV, it brings into my home the vile nature of man, and I would just as soon listen to jimmy crochet sing “time in a bottle”, but tonight as i walked through my family room to get a cold beer i heard the news person saying that another local minister was arrested for sexual abuse of an eleven year old boy of his congregation.
In the past my thoughts would have been how soon can we cut his nuts off, can we put a drop of acid on his forehead every three minutes till it eats a hole throw his rotting brain, but my thoughts tonight were how can this man be this way.
How can he read the words of his bible, hear the words of his God, preach the words of the scriptures, and still act more repulsive then the lowest forms of life that crawls on this earth.
He can do this because there is no part of him that can feel the love of god, there is no book, no scriptures , no bible that he can read that will release him from his mind. He can memorize recite mock every tone of Gods love, but he wont feel it.
I know he was born with it in him, but it is so buried that he will die wishing for the phony truth he spouted every Sunday. There is no question in my mind that he prayed on deaf ears over and over for God to release him from his confusion, but he prayed with the same phony words of his mind that he spoke every Sunday.
I believe that the ability to feel God is in each of us, even a wretched soul like mine that never stepped in a church, but a soul that always felt his love in my heart, and knew it was there to know, but i also believe that if your mind is so callused by that vile desires of the wants of the human mind that you may never feel his love till your last breath.
Not sure what I’m trying to tell you tonight other then that in my past i would easily put a bullet in his head, but tonight i am feeling sorry for him, and would like to hold the precious little heart he violated and tell him to believe in the love he felt because his was true.
Love always
MC SAYS: A cat will love man with every purr of its heart if they are loved, and a cat will claw man with all the power of there paws if they are hated, but a cat is not like man who mixes love and hate, we know pure love and pure hate.
Dam cat is plagiarizing Sigmund Fraud .. i need password protection!
I am weaken by MCs power maybe it is time to abdicate my authority, and follow him.
That will be the last word…..
love always
I have walked in the shadows of all those that towered over me. I have crept in fear of there power, and i have coward to there voice of control, but now i walk with the truth of my mind needing no one. I am more then my master who is silent to my power. As he sits with his head bowed, i will be all that i cant be.
He can not feel my power as i walk this earth with paws of the knowledge of my animal instinct’s. My master feels only his heart. I am all that he wanted to be, and i will dance in the truth of the mind, as my master lays sleeping with eyes puddled in tears dreaming of love, i will lead you with a mind that believes i will survive tomorrow, as my master dreams of a life eternal for you, and me.
I AM MC… I AM.. I CAN SHOW YOU TOMORROW… maybe
Its better to taste the tear of a single mouse, then to drowned in the river of mans lies.
Always love the pussy..MC
My master shared a path of joy, peace, and love. I will walk you with me through fear, guilt, and pain, i will hold your hand as i tell you of the love we might feel, and you can feel sure that as long as you hold my paw you will be safe, but you will burn in the fire of a thousand mices if you let go of my paw. You are so deserving of your fear guilt pain, and it is only the furry soft touch of my wisdom that can save you. Disregaurd all the truth of my master because he only believes in love, and he now lays silent.
Always love the pussy…MC
Dam his bony ass, he put a ruffy in my beer, but i am back, and he is begging for forgiveness. He towered above you for a moment, but he had no lap of love to feel, unlike you.
You were born with a perfect beauty that never ends. It is always there for you to feel and to share. No one can take it from you, no one can give it to you, no one can expect it from you, no one can show it to you. It is your perfect beauty, only wanting you to feel it.
Love always.. DOUG.. MASTER of mc
Ive got a fussy mind now from the drugs of that dam cat put in my beer, but i have a heart that can see in the darkness of a cave, and be touched with the feel of a breeze on a hot day. A heart that can hear a crickets cry for life in its cocoon, and a heart that can taste the nectar of a drop of Gods love, but ive got mind that will leave all of that silent for me to know.
love the truth
With each of us sharing our love over the next few days it brings to mind how our minds work as we think of those we love. I have been thinking a lot about family the last few days and it made me realize that no matter what my mind knows it will always see thing differently.
As I think about my family (my children, nieces, nephew, cousins) my mind understands that they are full grown men and women ranging from 30 something to 50 something, but my heart still sees them with the innocent beauty of a baby chick. I try to see them as full grown white rock hens spreading there wing and fluffing the dust, and tuff old rooster scratching in the dirt and crowing at the morning sun, but as hard as I try my hearts feels them as those soft little yellow chicks.
I guess I would rather think I still can whoop Monty’s butt in a game of horse, out run any of them Danville sissy’s, take all them southern cousins to school in a snow ball fight, steal a bird feeder from Cliffs kids anytime, scare the crap out of Andy’s kids with a grub worm and a bullfrog, and make both Doug jr, and Sarah sit quietly as I told them of Santa’s birds watching them
I think it might be better to only live one moment feeling the beautiful sweet innocents of one heart, then to live a life time, and not.
So as you celebrate the birth of baby Jesus the next few days, remember that he’s an old fart now, but he sees you as that soft little fluffy yellow chick so perfect and so innocent because he only feels you with his heart.
Love to all my bold grace family, and once again Merry Christmas!
PS: MC is in here dressed as an elf and wants to say something also..Mc says: HAPPY HUNUKKA!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG,,, I never learn, I just never learn!
Dam cat