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| the boring part |
We are doing a very scaled back St. Nicholas Day dinner this year.
No goose.
I can't deal with a goose.
Rolf has insinuated that I am happy to dispense with the goose because I hate cooking them, and I don't eat them, which is somewhat true, but really it is a matter of time and my sanity, and the hefty price tag geese are sporting these days.
$70?
Really? for something I don't eat?
I think not.
I have to work today and work the art sale at Maxwell's school on Sunday, so we are streamlining things.
I ran around like a crazy person from 3:00-6:00 buying, decorating, cleaning up the mess from decorating the tree, yesterday.
Thank goodness our neighbor sells trees, so I didn't have to drive far with the trunk open, which makes me nervous.
Then Mark came home and assisted with the gingerbread house.
Maxwell lauded me for minimal yelling.
Even when I spilled potting soil on the carpet.
I was positively Zen.
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| re-potted Christmas Cactus |
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| Freyja did a pretty good job of decorating the tree this year, and I did a very good job of not interfering. |
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| Mark brought home a sample of DOMO lights from work. Oh goody... |
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| resisting the urge to eat the house and the snow and the decorations! |
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| the finished product |
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| please don't take my picture when I have been running around like a crazy woman for three hours. |
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| candy hands! |
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