Poetry Monday's once a week.
I bet you know which day.
I don't participate every time,
But today I've come out to play.My friends assign each week a theme,
Socks is what they chose.
Now it's up to all of us,
to put our thoughts into prose.Sock Talk
I've written about socks before,
in fact, a time or two.
Today I'll tell you 'bout them,
(and I'll end with something new).
Once I wrote a poem 'bout
It's always in the laundry and,
oh, how I tried to fight back.
What would drive me crazy?
I'm as organized as can be.
PurDude? He'd grab just any two,
as you can clearly see.
Don't leave out my other son,
he's more than happy to wear,
footwear that's more hole than sock,
(much to his mom's despair).
In The Love Theory I even wrote,
shocking though it may seem,
about sock, ran away with fork,
"love is love" (not food) was the theme.
Blackberry Cream Cheese Muffins
Me? I'm at my happiest,
when going sockless, though.
"Unless," PurDude says, "it's because,
you've broken where they go."
Wait!Read more poetry,
you're not through.
Some talented writers
are in this crew:
Blackberry Cream Cheese Muffins
©www.BakingInATornado.comPrintable Recipe
Ingredients:
3/4 cup brown sugar
2 cups flour
1 1/2 tsp baking soda
1 1/2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 cup oil
3 oz cream cheese, softened
1 egg
3/4 cup milk
6 oz fresh blackberries, quartered
3 TBSP cinnamon baking chips
1 TBSP sugar
1/4 tsp cinnamon
Directions:
*Grease or add liners to the wells of a 12 well muffin tin. Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
*Grease or add liners to the wells of a 12 well muffin tin. Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
*In a bowl, mix together the brown sugar, flour, baking soda, baking powder, and salt.
*In a separate bowl, whisk together the oil, cream cheese, egg, and milk.
*Add the wet ingredients to the dry, and mix just until incorporated, don't over mix. Fold in the blackberries and cinnamon baking chips.
*Divide into the 12 muffin liners. Mix together the sugar and cinnamon, and sprinkle over the tops.
*Bake for 20 minutes, or until the center of the top springs back to the touch. Cool in the pan for 10 minutes before removing.
Ah. The eternal disappearing sock! Love this one.
ReplyDeleteThank you, these themed poems are fun to write.
DeleteI wanted blueberries this morning, but I would have definitely gone for your muffin instead. Sadly I had neither and settled for a peanut butter sandwich. My choice no socks, no shoes and if I must go out trouser (calf high) stockings or whatever you call them. Happy sock hunting! Donna.
ReplyDeleteIf you were here, I would have been happy to share.
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DeleteWhy oh why do socks go missing I have suggested using sa wash bag to keep them together but no Tim will not use one which I find annoying.
ReplyDeleteSometimes they even find a way to get out of those wash bags too, they're sneaky.
DeleteThe enduring mystery of the disappearing socks. I recently had one sock of two of my favorite sock pairs go missing. I looked and looked. I like decorated socks so maybe I'll just pair the peacock with the other widowed sock and call it a day. My spouse, meanwhile, is a charter member of the "more hole than sock" club. He has gotten better with age, though.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I think eventually we'll all be wearing mismatched socks regularly, and just consider ourselves happy to have warm toes.
DeleteI broke my ankle in 8th grade. It's no fun.
ReplyDeleteYour take on socks is clever and as for the missing ones, they go to the hozone layer.
LOL, that's funny!
DeleteDuring the warm weather I wear white low cut socks from Costco. Since they're all the same I don't even bother pairing them, and if one goes missing I don't bother looking for it.
ReplyDeletePerfect solution.
DeleteI have kept a single-sock basket for about 3 decades, and I'm pleased to say that a month ago I matched a pair of socks that had been separated nearly one of those decades. If that's not enough to impress, I matched a pair of socks that don't even belong to my family!! They were socks from my daughter's roommate's son. She has since had another baby boy, and I'm thinking I'll mail her that pair, along with a few others. I'm not sure why my daughter ended up with so many of her roommate's children's socks that made their way to MY house. They only lived together 12 months.
ReplyDeleteNow can you say all that in rhyme?
DeleteOh you broke your ankle. I hope for a speedy recovery.
ReplyDeleteMissing socks, someone once told me they are the larval stadium of wire hangers ;)
Single sock basket drives me to despair, but more so do the unclaimed socks in the laundry basket.
That was my son's leg from a few years ago. It was difficult getting around his college campus for a while, but fortunately he's now fully healed.
DeleteMy grandson just picks whatever socks and doesn't match them either. His parents have started buying all the same color brand and style of socks now. lol
ReplyDeleteLOL, good strategy.
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