It's that time of year again when I watch White Christmas back to back 8 to 9 times and stay up 24 hours baking a shit load of cookies. Merry Christmas!
Yesterday, I helped Highway put up x-mas lights. We don't have a latter, so I found her shouting to me, balancing on the fence trying to scale over the rain gutter. Bad idea. So, after an admonishing look from me, she got down and we called Candyman (derby announcer, lives near by), he loaned us his latter and bam! Lights are up, looking sharp and sparkly.
These past few weeks have been nuts, and are about to get even nuttier. I have a lot of posts to catch up on...those probably won't happen until after this weekend. Why, you ask? Well long story short this weekend there will be baking of a dozen or more holiday cookie recipes (I've recruited Gill for help), Raggedy's party, the wrapping of all presents, and Jesse's capstone dinner. Then on the 19th I'm headed home. Weirdly, I've been feeling homesick for the sound. So visiting Oly should be a good remedy.