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noadvertising The whole house reeks- hubby has made a firsgvvbatch of bacon jam. The aroma spread all over the rooms, because I was not able to tear the windows open- despite the prognosis of our dear weather forecasters it stayed quite cool under the blanket of fog we got, six degrees only when temperatures were supposed to go up to twelve and more even! My guess is that hubby wants to gift the jam for Christmas- to whom I don´t know. Definitely not me who will be eating this!
I overslept in the morning, went down for a quick breakfast then started with cooking lunch. Number four had asked for beef broth with Butternockerl (small, ill-shaped dumplings done with butter, flour and eggs). Since the train to Graz left at twelve thirty I had to be quick- boiling meat needs time to get tender, especially when it comes straight out of the freezer! Meanwhile I wrote Christmas cards and ordered my prescriptions via phone call- the only good thing that came from covid. No more driving to my doctor's office twice a month! After son had left I continued with knitting. The measurements I found in the web seemed odd, so I went in search of spare outfits of Flavius to compare. And added two stitches to the front part of the sweater to be on the safe side- Matthäus is a big boy, but contrary to Elsa not overweight. I want to do more knitting in the evening while watching TV. If hubby lets me- he does not like the ceiling lights turned on during TV watching! Had an afternoon nap, only interrupted by my friend's phone call. We will meet up next week, when my cold will hopefully be better. BTW: Sis's visit and my cold had an impact on my psyche- I had a funny dream this night: Hubby went to Clara's (my niece) school at the zoo to correct the homework she had done wrong (sis had begged him to do so, she always needs something to get done by him). On the way back home he took sis's youngest, a babe, with him, because babe was sick and whiney, and sis did not want to get sick also. I was shovelling snow (lots of snow) at home with our number five while working myself into a frenzy. Daughter took her cousin (who in real life is two years her senior) and carried him into the house, while I had a rather loud go at husband mine, because I did not want to have a germ spreader in the house. Hubby was not amused. In earnest- I had started shouting at him loudly when dreaming! So loud that I finally woke up sensing a seething husband next to me in bed! I still wonder which names I called hubby in my dream...
I overslept in the morning, went down for a quick breakfast then started with cooking lunch. Number four had asked for beef broth with Butternockerl (small, ill-shaped dumplings done with butter, flour and eggs). Since the train to Graz left at twelve thirty I had to be quick- boiling meat needs time to get tender, especially when it comes straight out of the freezer! Meanwhile I wrote Christmas cards and ordered my prescriptions via phone call- the only good thing that came from covid. No more driving to my doctor's office twice a month! After son had left I continued with knitting. The measurements I found in the web seemed odd, so I went in search of spare outfits of Flavius to compare. And added two stitches to the front part of the sweater to be on the safe side- Matthäus is a big boy, but contrary to Elsa not overweight. I want to do more knitting in the evening while watching TV. If hubby lets me- he does not like the ceiling lights turned on during TV watching! Had an afternoon nap, only interrupted by my friend's phone call. We will meet up next week, when my cold will hopefully be better. BTW: Sis's visit and my cold had an impact on my psyche- I had a funny dream this night: Hubby went to Clara's (my niece) school at the zoo to correct the homework she had done wrong (sis had begged him to do so, she always needs something to get done by him). On the way back home he took sis's youngest, a babe, with him, because babe was sick and whiney, and sis did not want to get sick also. I was shovelling snow (lots of snow) at home with our number five while working myself into a frenzy. Daughter took her cousin (who in real life is two years her senior) and carried him into the house, while I had a rather loud go at husband mine, because I did not want to have a germ spreader in the house. Hubby was not amused. In earnest- I had started shouting at him loudly when dreaming! So loud that I finally woke up sensing a seething husband next to me in bed! I still wonder which names I called hubby in my dream...
