We started decorating the Christmas tree last evening. We have about eleven billion zillion ornaments, and I usually buy one new one a year.
It takes a long time to place them all, and usually Daughter and I do it together. She had to work today, so I've been putting three or four ornaments on every time I walk by.
So many memories! It's amazing how I recall who gave it to me, or where it was purchased.
We've said other than the tree, we are only going to put up the garland on the staircase and decorate the mantel. And of course my ivory nativity set will be placed somewhere.
That's what we said last year, and wound up doing a whole lot more. It's kinda like; well, here the stuff is we might as well...
Anyway, we'll see how it goes this year. More will be revealed, I guess.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...
I made dressing. Lots of dressing. Those of you who make it know how messy the process is. I made deviled eggs. Peeled cucumbers. Trimmed tomatoes.
The Great Hunter, Husband, went to fetch the turkey. Came back with two breasts. Men.
I took my haul to Mother's, to join the rest of the family with what they had prepared so we could have a feeding frenzy.
And I left my kitchen in the mess you can imagine it was in.
You can also imagine without much effort the shape I was in when I came back from the pig trough Mother's. BLECH.
So upon arising this morning, I didn't even want to go near the kitchen for fear of catching a glimpse of the horror that awaited me.
Lawd.
It took me all morning to clean that sucker up. Empty the dishwasher, then refill it. Scrub pans and big bowls and wooden handled things and muffin pans and counter tops and stove. And the sink was a health department nightmare under all that. First I scrubbed with comet, then sprayed it with Clorox.
Husband took off the garbage (well, he tried to, they were closed). At least he got it out of my kitchen.
There's still turkey left.
But ain't that the way it always is?
Well, the new book is here.
I've sold some already.
I've been on your TV.
I've got two book signings coming up (November 27 6p to 8p at Dalton State College and Dec. 8 from 2p to 4p at Walls of Books),
The local newspaper is going to interview me Friday.
I'm doing story telling once a month at Gilmer Arts, which is loads of fun.
Fall ran past and winter is lurking.
Thanksgiving is next week.
I had about six things to blog about, but have been so busy, it never got done. Now, of course, I don't remember.
I hope you remember to buy a book! Remember, there's a musical CD tucked in the back, too.
Hope to see you soon!
