I had a really nice weekend. First off, we went out for seafood and
scrumptious cheesecake in celebration of the last of my final exams Friday
night. We browsed around a department store too, got some new music and I
got a couple of necklaces. I haven't bought jewelry in such a long time -
it was kinda fun to go poking around at all the sparkly things.Saturday we got up a wee bit earlier than usual for a Saturday so we could
be ready when Valerie arrived with her cookie cutters. We'd decided to use
my kitchen this year for some cookie baking since her's was a bit over
crowded and I had the animal-free space. (Mysty made herself scare the
entire time.)
When Val arrived we exchanged gifts, gave her a tour of the place, and
then proceeded to make batch after batch of gingerbread cookies. We baked
and gabbed, gabbed and baked for about four hours. I think we talked
non-stop from the moment she arrived to the moment she left, and covered
every subject imaginable, from books, to pets, to jobs, to ... whatever.
In the end she had a huge container to take back with her and decorate for
giving as gifts.
I was going to have Valerie over for dinner - I'd even stuck a
chicken in the slow cooker before she arrived. Problem was, I'd forgotten
to turn it on! So, no chicken dinner. She decided to head on home since it
was getting late anyway and she'd be going to work the next day. While she
was packing her truck we heard sirens.
It turns out that every year the local fire department takes a couple of
engines and slowly makes the rounds of a few neighborhoods, with "Santa"
sitting in one of the engines. The kids across the street were excited as
heck, as was every single dog in the neighborhood :-). I have to admit I
thought it was a lot of fun too, seeing the big shiny red engines with all
the flashing lights roll slowly down the street with "Ho, Ho, Ho, Merry
Christmas" coming out of the engine's bullhorns.
After Valerie headed out, Jeff and I went to eat Thai food. The chicken
was done by the time we got back so I just packed it up in the
refrigerator for the next day. The rest of the day we spent watching some
TV, building a puzzle and reading.
Sunday morning we woke up a bit earlier still, to take advantage of the
early morning absence of crowds and the 20% off sale at one of my favorite
outlet stores Le Gourmet Chef.
We didn't stay long though, since the holiday music was too loud and
cheery for our sleepy and draggy selves. Instead, we grabbed some kolaches
and donuts and headed back home where it was warm.
Most of the day was uneventful and sort of blue since all of us, including
the kitty, have allergies pretty bad. It's Cedar Pollen season and every
morning we wake up stuffed. Sunday was the worst and we both had headaches
and needed decongestants which slowed us down and made us feel "blah" all
day. Even so, I got a few little things done, read some and enjoyed my
"garden" on the back porch.
The highlight of the day was the mashed potatoes. See, I'd placed a bunch
of potatoes under the chicken when I slow cooked it, to keep the chicken
from sitting in it's own juices. I wasn't sure if the potatoes would turn
out any good but, yowza!, they sure did! We just pushed 'em through a
ricer to get rid of the skins, added some spices, butter and the chicken
stock and stirred them. Wow. That was definitely a winner. I'll post the
recipe next.