Yay, Polter mom! Does this mean you can date whomever you want?

Christmas is over! I am in the movie theater wait to finally see Les Miz, and TCG is laughing at me as I whisper "keep moving" under my breath to anyone who walks in front of my seat. But the theater is still mostly empty so there should be no need to sit in front of 4'10" me.

Yay, Polter mom! Does this mean you can date whomever you want?

Ha ha ha ha as if. I'm still waiting for them to hassle me over the fact that I finally put my foot down on potential future wives and said, no, seriously, I don't want to do this (I've been saying it for years but I always cave), I will find someone on my own.

My best to the family of my heart.

Yup yup yup.

Also, noodle pudding, nom.

I'm having a good, mellow post-Christmas day. Just met up with the SO in town for lunch, and then we went over to the pawn shop to sight in my bow. I was not nearly as rusty as I thought I'd be after having laid out for most of the winter. I'm excited to get back shooting again.

Although of course it's super windy today and supposed to snow again tomorrow.

I think maybe I'd better haul some more firewood this afternoon. We're through one of the two ricks on the deck, and it's supposed to snow all next week.

Noodle pudding is great. Is this one sweet or savory only?

Assuming we don't stew the Noodle kitty, what's a noodle pudding?

Also "noodle" no longer looks like a word, it's become letter soup.

Sweet for sure. This is the first time I have made it. Noodles baked with cream cheese, sour cream, cottage cheese, eggs & sugar. Then topping of graham cracker and sugar crumbs. Butter in filling and topping too. Mmmmm, noodles, Mmmmm, cheese, Mmmmm butter, Mmmmmmm sugar. Not much to not like. I thought of ita ! when I was crumbling the graham cracker topping.

I used this recipe for my first attempt, but I don't think I will need to try another because yum. [link]

We bought three tiny unfinished wooden sets of drawers years ago at Michael's, and for Christmas, H sanded, stained, finished them, and lined the bottoms of the drawers with green felt cut to fit. The two matching ones now sit on the back corners of my dresser (the good, solid wood one we got at Goodwill in that '30s sprayed-on thick "mahogany" finish, and stripped, stained pale maple and used for years as a baby dresser/changing table, and then for dining room storage), with the urn-shaped miniature lamps that use candle bulbs, and have the aged, browned paper shades, one printed with evergreen needles, the other with ferns. It looks meant to be. The odd-sized set of drawers is on my desk, where it will keep oddments out of sight.

H hasn't found what he wants for Christmas present yet, but when he does, it shall be his.

~ma for all travelers.

P-C, how wonderful about your mom's change of behavior. It's really difficult, raising parents sometimes.

I need to dive into my bedroom closet. We need to clear it back to the walls, relocate the shelf standards from an outside wall to the inside wall, and rehang the shelves. They're coated wire, which I hate, but we may not be able to afford replacing them, in which case I need to cut and tape cardboard to fit over them so I can slide baskets and boxes without snagging, and stuff doesn't fall through. When that wall o' shelves is done I can load everything back in, sorting and arranging as I go so I can *find stuff* when I need it.

But not today.

Nice work there, H!