oh boy. i haven’t been so much in the christmas mood yet – no decorations up except for the advent log cabin, and a gold candle that a client gave me. maybe i’ll start on them tomorrow, but i dunno, the spirit is eluding me…
but i do HAVE TO CONTINUE WITH THE COOKIES. today i’m going to a holiday luncheon and decided i should bring a little box of them, and i couldn’t just bring the one kind (well, i guess i could have…), so i decided yesterday that i needed to bake a bunch more.
i made two more kinds for christmas, and then a batch of low-sugar oatmeal cookies for kevin for christmas, and i was whirling around in the kitchen for a very long time, making a huge mess, trying to get it all done before 2:00 because i wanted to take mollie running when it was still as warm as it was gonna get yesterday.
in addition to the klutziness that makes a mockery of my name, the crashing into things and walls and dropping dishes and glasses and everything, i also have a tendency to FLING open the kitchen cabinets and HURRY to get the stuff in or out, and shut them just as forefully.
i didn’t think i did this with the oven door, but i did open and shut it about a million times. i know i didn’t BANG it shut, or maybe i did just a little, and i did kind of fling it open…
and on the second-to-last batch going in, i pulled open the door…and the DOOR HANDLE BROKE OFF. one side came out, and the handle dangled down.
good grief.
kevin said he’d look at it after the oven had cooled, so i finished up by prying the open door open, which wasn’t so terrible except that the whole door seemed to kind of pull apart when i did it.
it looked to me like i’d torn a hole in the door, but
KEVIN FIXED IT. no hole, the screw had just come out, he was able to fix it without any trouble.
so this is our relationship – i destroy things and kevin fixes them.
but at least he did get some cookies out of it…
mollie and i did finally run, even though i just don’t feel like it in this cold weather this year. i remember that last year we ran in much colder weather, plus we ran through snow in the field. i keep piling on the clothes, though, like it’s in the teens – i wore a pair of running leggings, and over them, a pair of sweats, and my electric jacket set at 100%, and of course mittens and a ski mask-type hate i found in the closet, and another hat on top of that.
i actually had to take off the ski hat because i was a little too warm, plus i turned down the jacket and wished i’d only worn one pair of pants.
but really, it’s better to be too warm than SO COLD.
luckily it’s not supposed to be unbearable this week, but i keep thinking that it’s going to SLAM us any time, sneaking up and dumping lots of snow and ice, with plenty of wind and subarctic temperatures.
i guess if it gets too cold, we won’t have to go out. mollie will be sad, but i’ll be happy to sit inside.
last night we watched “love actually,” which did help a little with my christmas mood.
but if we buy a tree, won’t the new kitties climb it? and gnaw on it, and pull down the ornaments and break them?
at least somebody else would be to blame for the breaking…
ok then,
mrs. monday morning hughes.