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Today I woke early in the morning and felt like an old woman. A really old woman. My shoulders are hurting again. So do my wrists, and the ellbows have joined the club. Which makes doing chores complicated. This is by far the most annoying rheumatic boost I had for a long time. A call to my rheumatologist ended with a double intake of medication. E-recipe got picked up by hubby. He is not worried at all, I am. I need a body which will function. At the moment it takes me around two hours to get it up and running! Needless to say that I did without a trip to a fashion shop to buy a cashmere scarf for daughter dearest- I found one on Amazon. The colours are the ones she wants, it´s made of cashmere, it´s said to be warm, and it´s a scarf. What more could I want? In the afternoon I finally put the final touch to the conservatory by throwing garlands onto the stinging Euphorbia which still has not been cut down completely. Then there´s still a batch of cookie dough in the fridge, if the medication works I will do chocolate cookies, using the cherry jam I bought a few weeks ago. There´s also some chocolate fondant left, so I would have bested the Schwarzwälder Kirsch cookies I had wanted to do from the beginning. Otherwise my baking plan turned out very different from the one I had planned, and notably shorter. Whatever! My favourite are the nutty caramell cookies I only did because the dough needed something sweeter to hide that quite some sugar went missing, when hubby made it. He thought the cookies might turn out too sweet. That jam would add the sweetness. Only that I hate doing cookies with jam... I think that thinking is not hubby´s forte!
It´s twelve days to Christmas Eve, and yet no turkey was located. I absolutely refuse to drive to hubby´s favourite poultry farm. Each time we do this trip I come back with an eye inflammation. No clue why. Either it´s bacterias from the poultry, or the car heater, or or... There are better ways to spend the precious time before Christmas than sitting in an eye doctor´s office!
My former student sent me the place where the Wilde Jagd will start this year. She got told by the affair of one of our local politicians. If this boyfriend, married with three or four children and of very noble birth though not allowed to bear the title in our country, is as trustworthy as his girlfriend is I better not drive there to hopefully see the spectacle...