It’s Saturday morning.
The boy is up, energetic, LOUD, and relentless in his demands.
Just now he asked for banana circles. Okay, not so loud or outrageous.
I cut them up and gave him the plate.
I figure I have about twelve seconds before he is finished eating them and wants me to do/make/be something else.
I’ll write fast.
Thanksgiving is gone.
We had lots of people and a ton of food.
I wasn’t that excited about my mashed potatoes – should have used the russets.
The stuffing was kind of dry – celery chunks were too big and too plentiful.
My green beans were uninspired and far from my personal standard – bought late and microwave-steamed in the bag. Sigh. Painful to confess. I served them anyway. I ate them anyway.
the guests brought delicious side dishes and desserts, the turkey seemed moist, and no one complained!
And I did make a very good cake – even if I do say so myself. 🙂
I’m marking the “success” box. Yea!
Husband and I were full and sleepy after everyone went home. We sat on the couch, defenseless, and allowed an entire episode of the little boy’s Wow Wow Wubbzy to assault us.
The boy was tired too. Visiting cousins are very exciting!
I’m glad I got to see the taller ones for lunch in Old Town the next day. There’s nothing quite like a huge plate of my favorite Mexican food, having someone else cook it, and then getting to shop afterward. And with cousins, no less! 😀
Now Christmas is coming. 😀
Miniature candy canes have been dipped in chocolate.
The trees are up – a big one downstairs, small ones in the bedrooms, a one-footer in the guest bath, and teeny versions tucked into the china hutch, the bookshelves, and a few other corners.
The little boy made paper trees to line the stairwell wall.
The stockings are at the mantle – one for each of us, one for each of the cats, and an extra for kitty cats past.
The garlands have been wrangled too. Stripped of failing white bulbs, they’ve been re-wrapped with cheery colored lights and hung happily from the banister and bookcases.
The upstairs landing looks like the site of like a plastic pine needle massacre and my hands are scratched in twenty different places, but the lights work! Ha!
They’re on timers too. I don’t even have to flip a switch for a daily dose of Christmas cheer.
Inflatable Santa is in the yard and husband hung the outdoor lights. If the wind blows in from L.A. tonight, we’ll bring Santa inside for a while.
All of the leaves have dropped from the plum tree and the nasturtiums are back.
The late season hibiscus flowers are smaller, richer in color and more fleeting.
I stewed the mini pumpkins and poured them into the yard to hasten their demise.
And my twelve seconds are up.
What’s going on at your house?
Hope you’re having a Happy Saturday!
P.S. The picture is of the Fairy Princess Grey Poupon in her standard winter spot. Sweet. Warm. Dirty, furry kitty.