Christmas is coming!
Nov. 9th, 2025 06:31 pm You will feel it in the air, but mostly in your purse. Today I bought four Advent calendars on Amazon. Cost me 100 euros. Good that family one does not do the thing with Advent calendars! Number three also sent me a suggestion for a Christmas present for Matthäus- a play table including two wooden trains, a village with trainstation and landscape. Another 100 euro gone. Well, the boy is my godson, so this is acceptable...
I did not do much in the morning- housework, jigsawing, a crossword puzzle and two sudokus. And I cooked lunch- roast pork and dumplings. After-lunch nap got cut short, because son number two with sons snowed in. The father had promised them ice with the apple strudel their mother had baked. Only that there was no ice in the freezer, so son decided he'd do a trip to our house. Apple strudel was so tiny that hubby had to add a cookie in addition to the ice. And we got more grandchildren- supervising time. Boys will be here on Wednesday. And December 5th to 8th. Daddy has to work. Mummy is off to Venice. I told husband that maybe I should have quit teaching to get out of the house without children tied to my apron strings more often, because apparently that's what only non-working mums can do. Hubby was not amused ( because of me, not DiL). Life is not fair...
I did not do much in the morning- housework, jigsawing, a crossword puzzle and two sudokus. And I cooked lunch- roast pork and dumplings. After-lunch nap got cut short, because son number two with sons snowed in. The father had promised them ice with the apple strudel their mother had baked. Only that there was no ice in the freezer, so son decided he'd do a trip to our house. Apple strudel was so tiny that hubby had to add a cookie in addition to the ice. And we got more grandchildren- supervising time. Boys will be here on Wednesday. And December 5th to 8th. Daddy has to work. Mummy is off to Venice. I told husband that maybe I should have quit teaching to get out of the house without children tied to my apron strings more often, because apparently that's what only non-working mums can do. Hubby was not amused ( because of me, not DiL). Life is not fair...