All is calm...

[llcoolvad]

After making a mad dash for the backyard this afternoon and getting his little paws all cold and wet, Sam is now curled up in his red plush throw next to me on the couch. I have my slippers on and am idly reading some online newspapers, and it's peaceful and quiet. Mom is out feeding her squirrels and getting some last minute gifts for the landlord, so it's very relaxing around here.

I've already done the grocery shopping and put everything away, and I've brought in Mom's presents from the trunk of my car. They're lurking in a corner with a quilt thrown over them. Clever camouflage, no?

Soon Mom will come home and stress will begin. She is making boeuf bourguignon for dinner for tomorrow and she likes to make it the day before so it has time for the flavors to blend together. So she'll get home and the stress of cooking will start, and then there'll be the minor cleaning and the present wrapping and then we'll have to make tonight's dinner and ...

But for now? All is calm.

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[p-j-cleary.livejournal.com]

The whole house smells like vegetables and stuffing and the fixins for Christmas dinner here. Which of course leaves us with nothing to eat for dinner tonight. The holidays are all about frustration!

[llcoolvad.livejournal.com]

I know, we've got the stew in the oven now and the house smells delectable-- garlic and onions and burgundy and beef, mmmmm.

We're having something pre-made from our local store tonight. Sigh.