Beads of sweat formed on my brow. I was under extreme pressure and any former moments of glory faded like watercolors in the rain. (Thank you, Al Stewert, for that line.) Was I competing in an Olympic event? Um, no. Was I performing in front of millions? Nuh uh. Waaay more pressure than that. I.Was. Making. Pickles. So what? So… Read More
Of Determination And Rewards:Â Secret Recipe Cookies And The Happiness Factor
The Backstory: May I tell you a sweet story? When I was a kid, my dad asked me to bake cookies for him to take to work. He had a construction job that kept him away from the farm Monday through Friday and liked to have “a sweet taste of home†with him. (Mom was not a great baker, so… Read More