I think we were both of us hit with a bit of the lazy-wearies today. The spirit was more willing than the flesh but in truth neither of them was what you could call dynamic or even galvanic. Now, in the early evening, we’re both of us wanting to get stuff done. Graham’s Pfaff is whizzing along like a demented whirring needle-thing, and my keyboard is fizzing nicely after an hour’s hard writing.
The living room floor is just about hard and will be fully hardened off tomorrow ready to receive the basic furniture we need for a comfy Christmas. I suggested we could do without a tree this year. Graham is not at all convinced about that.
We are having to compromise of course. Like this evening’s French Provençal sausage casserole will have to be turned over to being just a posh sausage and mash dinner. We did get round to baking a nice new rustic French loaf, though, so all is not lost.
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Hot from the bread baking machine
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Tomorrow we hit the shops. I can’t honestly say if I’m looking forward to that or not. I do know that I’ll be totally worn out by the time we get home. It’s all in a good cause, though.
I am honestly looking forward to Christmas, though. Graham says I can relax my diet for the festival. I asked when Christmas starts. He looked all stern and said on Christmas morning. I smiled quietly and began to calculate just how many chocolates and mince pies I can stuff in the course of one 24 hour day… along with a full-scale Christmas lunch, tea, fruit and cheese of course.
I am impressed that you guys applied that varnish to the cork flooring! When we bought ours, the outside of the package said “Guaranteed for 20 years” and when we opened it up, inside it said “IF you apply varnish once each year.” Dirty bastards. That’s a big job! And we haven’t done it yet.
Right now Scott is obsessing about furniture legs leaving dents in the cork, and is insisting on casters under everything. Will you do that, even with the varnish?
Hah! Christmas starts at Christmas Eve dinner and lasts through Christmas Day dessert, with one final extra goody in the later evening (personally, I’d select Drambuie for that one, to aid the digestion, but that’s me).
Want me to speak with Graham about this? I can be quite persuasive on the subject.
Mmmmm, that bread looks delicious!
Oh my. After seeing the photo of that lovely loaf of good honest bread, I consider myself fortunate to have rising, as we speak, the dough for twisted bread sticks. And my tummy growls.
I so wish I could get a whiff of that bread. Not enough to dig my own machine out though.
There are twelve days of Christmas, please remind Graham of that one. If that doesn’t work, suggest that the holiday begins the first day of Advent.
Hugs to both of you……..mage
Heh! If I remember last year we were both of us fed up with the whole thing on Boxing Day (27th) and swept the whole lot aside well in time for New Year. Twelve days seems like unnatural punishment, somehow…
PS: The bread–a basic Panasonic French White with added full grain wholemeal–was delicious, and there’s enough over to make toast this morning… if there’s time before we go off to Swansea shopping…
Do without a tree?
Good Heavens, John, standards really are slipping aren’t they.
This year, since we are going to be away for Christmas itself, someone in the household suggested we could make do with a smaller tree than normal – ie, one that doesn’t completely fill the bay window.
Needless to say, I vetoed the idea without a moment’s consideration.
Traditions are there to be upheld!
Here’s wishing you Fun, Feasting and Frolicsome presents all round!
My aloe vera has one red ball (in membrance of Charlie Brown’s tree) and a red ribbon.
Lots of Love, ~ Sil
What no tree. Just a little one maybe? Oh and, Christmas starts on the 24th and ends on the 1st
Now I will have to find my bread machine in the dark corner of my basement! I forgot how delicious the smell was until I saw your picture