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Crafting? Hell, yes!
Dec. 7th, 2024 08:06 pm Tomorrow the boys and number two will take over for one day. That's why I decided that it was about time to finish the crafting for the children's Christmas tree. This involved a lot of glueing, a thing Cassian loves. Only that hubby bought Pattex instead of Uhu. Children and Pattex don't get allong well. So I crafted alone. The studio and the bedroom now smell as if I have smeared a whole tube of glue on my work. That's definitely not true- I only used half of it. There's glue on my dress, on my desk, my fingers- those look extremely fascinating now, since after glueing I hung glittery figurines onto strings of beads on the windows. But the tree is almost finished, only the treetop needs decoration, but I can't find my compass. Can it be that I disposed of it? Well, I will have to make use of the shape of a glass then...
Otherwise the house is ready for Christmas. I am so proud! Now it's baking and knitting only. Today I did another batch of marzipan cookies- I now have bretzeln and cuts. Fabulous! This year I decided to be a cookie rebell- after years of jam-and-nut cookies only I will use marzipan, raisins and candied fruits mostly, because I love it. Hubby does only nibble on cookies. My offspring are not made for sweets. Cassian and Flavius are the only grandchildren who love cookies. All sorts of them. So why would I, the desolate baker, do cookies with jam when I hate jam but love other ingredients?
Before I was able to call it a day I had to do an unplanned and definitely unwanted task. Hubby, who had been off this afternoon to help my sister with her new fridge (thumbs up for Amazon deliverers, they dragged it up to the first floor) did a tour de shopping afterwards and came back home with so many chicken breasts that I had to ask him if he had invited more people than planned and forgot to tell me. The fridge is so full that I had to rearrange the content. I hate it when there's meat next to the ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast. For this I had to bring down the step stool from the upper bathroom- our new fridge is 2,10 metres. So very funny, if one is a plus-sized midget and can't reach the top compartments!
Otherwise the house is ready for Christmas. I am so proud! Now it's baking and knitting only. Today I did another batch of marzipan cookies- I now have bretzeln and cuts. Fabulous! This year I decided to be a cookie rebell- after years of jam-and-nut cookies only I will use marzipan, raisins and candied fruits mostly, because I love it. Hubby does only nibble on cookies. My offspring are not made for sweets. Cassian and Flavius are the only grandchildren who love cookies. All sorts of them. So why would I, the desolate baker, do cookies with jam when I hate jam but love other ingredients?
Before I was able to call it a day I had to do an unplanned and definitely unwanted task. Hubby, who had been off this afternoon to help my sister with her new fridge (thumbs up for Amazon deliverers, they dragged it up to the first floor) did a tour de shopping afterwards and came back home with so many chicken breasts that I had to ask him if he had invited more people than planned and forgot to tell me. The fridge is so full that I had to rearrange the content. I hate it when there's meat next to the ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast. For this I had to bring down the step stool from the upper bathroom- our new fridge is 2,10 metres. So very funny, if one is a plus-sized midget and can't reach the top compartments!
