As I am writing this column, I am still celebrating our wedding anniversary... I am eating cake. I don't know what George is doing. I didn't tell him where the cake is. I just want to say thanks to our children and grandchildren for the beautiful party they gave me and George. I would also like to thank the friends and family who came out to make our day special. Everyone seemed to enjoy it.

Sometimes it takes a little effort to get out on Saturday. Several members of the choir that I sing with told me they forgot. One said she had a disease called "sometimers." She said, "Sometimes I remember and sometimes I don't remember."

George almost forgot. Last week he told me something he was going to do Saturday and I said no you can't. He looked a little surprised like he couldn't believe after 40 years I was telling him he couldn't do something. Never, would I? Then I reminded him and he said he thought it was on Sunday. It's a good thing I reminded him or I would have partied without him.

We got so many beautiful cards, and I love to receive cards and phone calls wishing us a happy day. So to you who took the time, we appreciate all you did to make us feel so special.

Someone asked me about a year ago if I had a recipe for chocolate buttermilk pie. I have looked and have not found one. But recently I was reading a cookbook and I found a recipe that sounded similar. So to the gentleman who was wanting the recipe, this might just work.

Chocolate Chess Pie

5-oz. can evaporated milk

1 1/2 cup sugar

2 eggs, beaten

1/4 cup butter, melted

3 Tbsp. baking cocoa

1 tsp. vanilla extract

1/8 tsp. salt

9-inch pie crust

Combine first 7 ingredients; pour into an unbaked pie crust. Bake at 350 degrees for 40 to 45 minutes or until set. Makes 8 servings.

I must go sing some Christmas music. I know, it is only September, but you've got to get ready if you want to sing it for Christmas. That will get me in the Christmas mood, if only I had snow.

Have a wonderful week and remember to reach out and touch someone with a warm word. Warm someone with a smile. Warmth, as a song, is of such character that you cannot give it without enjoying it yourself. If you have questions or recipes to share, just give me a call at (931) 839-2313 or e-mail me at drucilla1@frontiernet.net.

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