Whining again
Nov. 28th, 2025 06:36 pm After husband mine was off to son's (he needed measurements for installation work) I quickly did two more wreaths, same measurement as my friend did yesterday. Used up less twigs for the two than she had when doing her Advent bomber (that's what hubby called her green monster). I reflected on yesterday's conversation, which was mostly like Don't you think that those twigs look too big for making a wreath ( the sellers won't use the finer parts of the tree, because those will get sold as Christmas trees, of course), Seems that the tree did not get enough water during summer, Some twigs are needling already (then don't use them, take others) and so on. When she boasted that there was too much resin in her opinion I was so very close to tell her to buy a ready-made Advent wreath from now on. The lady has money for all sorts of gym courses, for visits to the hair dresser every four weeks, for sailing trips thrice a year and other travels, but when it comes to making an Advent wreath it has to be for free- candles gifted by her daughter, the green gets bought by husband mine, and coffee and cake has to be all included. Strange friends I have! She's not the only one with such antics!
I did a thorough cleaning of the stairs and put up the artificial fir trees. Hubby was grumbling about tripping hazards, but he will learn to avoid them. Finished the beech basket- hard work, because moss was still frozen after a night with minus six degrees. Still no cookies baked- I hate that job, while husband is already dragging jars with various sorts of jam up from the basement. Buying is not an option- I searched in baking groups on FB, but 50 euro is a bit much for a rather plain selection, and that's the cheapest version. I so had hoped that number four would come for a visit- this one loves to bake- but no, he postponed to next week, when the boys will be at our house for three days. We will definitely have to bake cookies with them, because their mum never does. Dear
wiseheart, don't they do cookies in Romania? That would be a shame!
I did a thorough cleaning of the stairs and put up the artificial fir trees. Hubby was grumbling about tripping hazards, but he will learn to avoid them. Finished the beech basket- hard work, because moss was still frozen after a night with minus six degrees. Still no cookies baked- I hate that job, while husband is already dragging jars with various sorts of jam up from the basement. Buying is not an option- I searched in baking groups on FB, but 50 euro is a bit much for a rather plain selection, and that's the cheapest version. I so had hoped that number four would come for a visit- this one loves to bake- but no, he postponed to next week, when the boys will be at our house for three days. We will definitely have to bake cookies with them, because their mum never does. Dear