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Save the last batch for me
It is time to declare the Great Christmas Cookie Bakeoff of 2012 complete. Sadly, I have fallen far short of my quota. My eyes and heart were bigger than the allotment of time on the calendar. But we will celebrate with Basil’s family in less than a week and the tree is only half-decorated, there … Continue reading
Mr. Vanech’s Christmas Tree
Longtime readers of this blog may remember The Great Christmas Tree Disaster of 2011. (You can read about it here.) Determined to keep the tree upright and the ornaments intact this year, today we returned the tree to its narrow corner next to the decorative moulding and trussed it up like a Thanksgiving turkey. Here’s … Continue reading
This stuff is getting old
It’s probably just coincidence that this would crop up at the time of year when we are watching the bearded guy’s every move (or hoping he’s watching our good side), but I had quite a shock yesterday morning. I was inspecting my face in the mirror after the shower (nope, it hasn’t changed), standing REAL … Continue reading
Seasons eatings from my kitchen to yours
The Great Cookie Bakeoff began today. I managed to get four batches baked. As I wrote last year, the cookies are tightly tied to the season for me. It just isn’t Christmas without them, so even though I’m feeling more than a little behind the holiday eight ball this year, there will be cookies — … Continue reading
Blow Santa one last kiss
Catherine and I took deep breaths, swallowed hard and made a commando raid on the mall today, getting in and out before all the crazy people took over. Somehow we managed it with some of our sanity intact. Even though he’s been holding office hours since before Thanksgiving, Santa remains a big attraction. The line … Continue reading
Sounds of the season
Oh, it’s supposed to be the most wonderful time of year, but this Christmas season is getting away from me. Big time. I’m clinging to the simple things wherever I can find them. Last night, I was treated to this wonderful rendition of Handel’s Hallelujah Chorus by the combined choruses at Catherine’s high school (can … Continue reading
In search of confirmation, validation … and myself
Life doesn’t turn out how you plan — if you can plan at all. I’m reminded of this today, because I’ve reached a tremendous milestone and it doesn’t feel a thing like I expected. Yesterday in the mail came the penultimate (don’t you love that word?) piece of information I needed to be 99% sure … Continue reading
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