It's been quiet since getting our car. Nevertheless, I do still show signs of stress. This morning I literally "lost" something two seconds after "putting it somewhere". It was a bag of hazelnuts. This type of situation has been happening more and more. It's so notable that it's become disconcerting. I made such a big deal about the hazelnuts that my husband went to the kitchen to look for them. He found them in the utensils drawer, of all places. The only reason I can think of is that I was putting away the scissors at a similar time. Anyway, they're found. Otherwise I'd start to think that God was playing with me.

Um, I made a new variety of cookies. This one is named after the first president of independent Czechoslovakia, Tomas Garrigue Masaryk. They are shortbread type cookies with hazelnuts. They're slice and bake types, so you see the cross sections of the hazelnuts.