Monday, 24 December 2007

getting all the bad Christmas juju out

  • Last night it rained. And rained. And rained some more. And now I have a lake of sucking mud (generally only seen in March) in front of the house.
  • I almost hit my husband's great-aunt's garage today. Her driveway was pure ice-under-water. Merry Christmas! (whump!) Here's your Christmas package - can I call a tow truck?
  • The dog, while not eating anything off or under the tree (I think he realizes that would be certain canine death) has made it his mission to eat every small plastic toy he finds. Cass's new obsession is Bionicles. This cannot end well.
  • I made a batch of marshmallows. They didn't set 100%. They're lovely, but....chewy. The thought counts, right? Oh hell, they'll be great in cocoa.
  • Does the little Baby Jesus really care if I sent out all those Christmas cards?And if he doesn't, should I?
Whew! I feel better getting those out. Now I can let go of all this and start relaxing and getting ready for tomorrow, right?

Right?

4 comments:

Beagle said...

you should be well de-jinxed now!

have a glass of wine and a marshmallow or three . . .

Serendipity, baby! said...

How does one go about making marshmallows!? I had no idea this could be done! If it weren't for the morning sickness I'd be all over that! It rained all day in the 'shwa yesterday if it's any consolation. Totally wrecked our white Christmas.

Sarah Louise said...

no, baby Jesus does NOT care if you send out all those cards. I promise.

jAMiE said...

Mmmm, chewy marshmallows, my favourite!