I have an extra day off thanks to the government shutting down and the weather forecasters predicting
inches and inches of snow.
We've had inches but nothing to get crazy about, she says from the comfort of her own home while butter softens in preparation of cookie baking, cats sleep and the world's tiniest tree sparkles.
I'm praying the rock filled vase is heavy enough that the two cirque du soleil performers can't knock it over while practicing their routines.
And most of the (few) ornaments are paper or yarn or metal with just a few glass birds and pinecones hung at the top.
Last year my tree wore 1000 lights, this year 150. So I felt free to bedeck the bookcase.
Pretty blingy for me, with acorn garland, lights and a few clusters of vintage or vintage inspired ornaments.
Thank god I had S-man around, because even standing on a step stool, and using a pair of tongs to get an extra couple of inches I just couldn't reach high enough.
And the garland outside? If no one got a video of that adventure I'm very grateful.
Though it would have given you all a big laugh. Luckily help[ was on the way.
Yesterday my friend Ann and GG showed up, busted a moved or two and now I am lit up like high mass, as my mother would have said.
Damn, the butter is ready for use. I have already (tried to) made a batch of chocolate sables from Smitten Kitchen and they are all sand and no shape.
Why oh why did I have to start with a cookie even Deb finds difficult to make?
Fool proof cookie please?