To you, sure, but No is not for Noah.

OPh, yes, this is T. I just mean that T exercises it even more than Noah. Even when he's shrieking with laughter running towards you.

OK, back upstairs.

I slept very badly tonight, and am also nursing a slight sleeping pill hangover. So I want magic fairies to take me home and tuck me into bed....

It's now 45 minutes after I was supposed to land in Tucson, and I am about half an hour into a hour and a half to two hour shuttle ride from Phoenix to Tuscon.

Wheeeeee

We're having a super low key Christmas, just the two of us (plus Seabiscuit!) for the first time in our house! Two years ago this time we were frantically painting, and our Christmas dinner was sitting on boxes in the sunroom with the kitchen cabinetry in pieces all around us. Last year we were back east. This year, home!

Today is pie day. I have pumpkin pie intentions, but lack pecans for the crust, so am substituting macadamias, which I always seem to have. I always overestimate about pies, though, so if I end up with extra crust I'll also be doing apple. Oh, and banana bread. I need to go start that now.

Tomorrow is a high risk high reward dinner. We're doing goose again, but this time it's wild game. Dave's buffalo-hunting, ammunition-making buddy gave it to us, along with two ducks. I need to do some time on target planning today to make sure it all works out tomorrow. I already have the mashed potatoes done and frozen. Pies today.

That will mean tomorrow is goose, stuffing, sweet rolls, cranberry sauce, marinated veggies (ooh, I need to marinate tonight, too), corn casserole. What else? I could try deviled eggs, too, but I have hard-boiling issues. Ha. That sounded like a pun somehow.

Okay, not so low key in the kitchen, I guess. And it's just the two of us! Hee.

eta: Oh, Perkins, bummer. I wave futilely at you from a couple more hours east.

Oops

Wheeeeee

Who cloned Perkins?

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, a virus on my goddamn PC.

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, a virus on my goddamn PC.

Could be worse.

Mmmmmmm. I had Upper Peninsula pasties (pass-tees, not paste-ees) for lunch. I do love my occasional visits up to MI. (I'm not in the UP, but there's a store near by that caters to displaced Yoopers.)

This is my first parent-free Christmas. It's been good spending it with my sister and her gang, but it's odd not to be watching over one parent or the other. With my sis it's just a case of being not-too-difficult a guest and letting the dogs out occasionally.

Could be worse.

Yeah.