on holidays

I love holidays.  I truly love them.  I love the feeling, the preparation, just not the actual event.  I hate that.  I loved all my baking on Wednesday night.  I was exhausted but I was happy.  2 chocolate pies, a pumpkin cake and spinach dip.  All delicious and a big hit. 

I am getting ready to do my Christmas tree.  Or will be as soon as  I write this tiny little article review for Psychodiagnosis.  It only has to be 1 page long but I can not get motivated.  Ug.  I just printed my article.  1 page is not that hard to write.  I just want to start on my tree.  I'm procrastinating in hopes that I will have tree decorating help though. 

I'm excited about Christmas this year.  Looking forward to starting new traditions.  The month leading up the the actual event will be full as usual.  Hopefully my Christmas spirit will stick around. 

My tree from last year -- pink, turquoise and silver.  As soon as it goes up and I have time, there will be new tree pictures.  I'm going back to my old burgundy and gold.

on things I love

I rarely have time for this anymore.  So much to do, so little time.  Thanksgiving is almost here and it's almost time to start baking.  I will start tomorrow -- 2 chocolate pies, a pumpkin cake and spinach dip.  Yum!  I'm looking forward to it.  But, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, here are some things I am thankful for.

I bought this today with a $2 off coupon so it was like half price.  I am already in love.  I have the driest skin in the world and this was fabulous.  Ah!  I love it!

This year I am loving fuzzy boots.  My feet have become permanently cold I'm pretty sure.  I got these the other night while shopping on a girl's night with my best friends.  Hooray for shoes and great friends.

My best friend is currently on her way to my house.  I'm taking her to the airport in the morning because I am an awesome friend.  **This also means I should be cleaning my house right now.

Getting ready to order Minsky's pizza for dinner at the request of previously mentioned best friend.  Possibly the best pizza ever.  Yum!

yeah, um

There are not enough hours in a day.  There just are not.  I think I could do quite nicely with 26 or even possibly 28 hours in a day.  I am doing laundry.  And sewing.  Oh yes, you read right, sewing.  I am fixing a hook on camo coveralls in preparation for duck season.  Because I am awesome.

This week I have also cooked like a crazy person. 
Saturday: Lasagna.
Tuesday:  chicken enchiladas.  **Did not have sour cream for them because I don't read when I go grocery shopping and instead of sour cream got a small carton of cottage cheese.  Dur!
Wednesday:  Mac & Cheese with brats.  Oh yes, just like the childhood mac & cheese with hot dogs.  But all grown up as shells and cheese with brats.  It was delicious.
I was desperately hoping I was done cooking for the week and could survive on leftovers.  Tomorrow night I have class and I usually don't cook when I have class.  That's when those extra 2 hours in a day would come in handy.

Also, during all of my wonderful cooking, my dishwasher continues to suck.  Not just kind of suck.  It's really pretty pointless.  I'm fairly sure the dishes are cleaner when they go in than when they come out.  Gr!  I spent a couple of days handwashing my dishes and then realized I didn't have time for that.

Back to repairing coveralls.  And looking for more time in my life.