I'm sorry you guys are all snot-filled. We're finally getting over it, thank heavens.
I've committed watergate, 4 bean salad and a cheese ball. The pumpkin pies are in the oven. I even got to watch Meet Me in St. Louis this afternoon and take a 15 minute nap. It's been a nice, low-stress day.
As soon as I've had a breather, I'm going to make French toast for dinner. Later tonight we plan to play vicious games of dominoes, put the punkins to bed, and then wrap presents and fill stockings before falling into bed.
This has been the best Christmas in recent memory for the Fisher family. I hope it's going well (or getting better) for all of you.
eta the infinitive.
If I wasn't so cranky I could deal with the snot monster better. I hate gettin g snappy at matt when he is trying to be nice
It's lovely to hear you are having a great Christmas, Deena!
Poor sickees! I'd snuggle you, but I'd really rather not get sick. Long distance get-well smooches.
I just had a hot stone massage. To. Die. For.
Yay for happy Deena Christmases!
:: bounces ::
Only one more show to go!! Then I'm freeeeee! -ish.
Thanks, Robin! It's been really nice to count my blessings today and be able to count the Buffistas in with them. If I count them individually it takes me all day. I hope your day is being splendiferous and tomorrow is even more so.
Watergate salad is a 4 oz. package of pistachio pudding poured over a can of crushed pineapple mixed with a container of Kool Whip and some mini marshmallows. It's Greg's One True Holiday food. I always have to double it as he doesn't like to share. I usually take a little out for me before I add the marshmallows, though the first time I did that he was disturbed by my sacrilege. Vw said her family adds diced pecans in, but that is an adulterant and Not To Be Born in this household.
Thanks, Kristin! Betsy will be even more jealous of your hot stone massage than I am because she knows what it feels like.
Vw said her family adds diced pecans in, but that is an adulterant and Not To Be Born in this household.
Oh, no! There are no pecans. And we call it pistachio salad. We always double or triple as well. Ben could eat it all, if we let him.
Yay for Kristin arriving in Tuscon! And for a hot stone massage!
There was other stuff. Shoot. I should have taken notes. Oh, yeah! Poor sickies! That's no fun at Christmas! Or ever, really.
I just wrapped all of my presents. They're quite pretty, if I do say so myself. The paper is a metallic purple and silver, with purple ribbon wrapped around and tied into a bow.
Huh. I must have read/heard that somewhere else then.
Showered, dressed, I think I look human. Now if I could only FEEL human.
