Thursday, January 13, 2011

Bookcases and baking

When I was in ninth grade, I had to do a construction project for my Physical Science class.  Some people did models of bridges or pyramids.  I built a bookcase with my dad.  I've kept the bookcase in my room since then, filling it with my treasures.  It's become full.  I talked to Dad about me looking for another one at thrift stores.  He'd built bookcase for the office/for Mom recently, and he told me he'd make me a new one if I couldn't find anything that would work.  I didn't find anything that would work.

This is the bookcase Dad made for me.  On the back, he carved a sweet message about hoping that the books that fill the shelves will encourage and challenge me.  I love that man.

That's Dad's "it works!" face on the bottom right.
I made Ninjabread cookies for my friends for Christmas.  It was a new experience for me; I'd never made cookies from scratch before.  I used so much flour, I was worried they'd be awful.  Most of the reviews I got from my buddies said they were pretty good, and Dad loved them, but I do agree with one recipient about the texture being a little strange.

This one was supposed to be a ninja holding a katana, but he looked more like Voldemort when I finished with him.  Sent that one off to Millie.  :)


  1. Hahaha!!!!
    Oh, Linja! (I've never called you that before. May I? It seems appropriate for this post.)

    Those are pretty stellar cookies.

    Plus, your dad seems like a sweetie.

  2. Looks like your dad used some quality lumber for your shelves...you should be proud.

  3. Love the bookshelves, love the cookies, love you!


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