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Merry Christmas Eve!
Dec. 24th, 2021 06:54 amBiggie decided to make it a loooooooong day by getting an early start. About 3:30 he woke me up shaking the bed. He wouldn't stop and it took me a bit to figure out the problem. He had wriggled out of his onesie. Almost. The neck of it was around his hips and he couldn't get it all the way off. Silly cat. And then we couldn't get back to sleep.
So we got up. No big deal. 4 am looks just like 7 am this time of year. Breakfast has been had and we're enjoying another cup of coffee. Biggie is curled up in my lap. His incision has a small angry looking spot that might have been caused by his disrobing but even if the vet was open, it's not angry enough to take him in. It will heal without intervention, I'm sure.
One of my LJ friends posted a cookie recipe yesterday (it's a locked entry or I'd link and attribute). Simple cookies for rolling out/cutting. In the instructions, they mention if coloring to do so at the butter creaming stage. Hey, Why not?? So... I have a ball of purple cookie dough in the fridge ready to roll or, actually, be rolled. And some pink royal icing from the other day.
There will be cookies.
I need to get off my ass and walk somewhere today. It's probably a good day for Home Depot. Shouldn't be too crowded. Or it might just be a round the block or two day. One or the other.
But mostly it will be TV and knitting and appreciating my solitude.
We had wonderful Christmases growing up and I'm grateful but as an adult, I got stressed and frustrated and grew to look on family holidays as a burden. As soon as I could, I extricated myself and have enjoyed them way more ever since. My brother is the only one left. He's into nice, quiet enjoyment of holidays, too. I'm very lucky.
I did give Biggie an appropriate bowtie for the day.
So we got up. No big deal. 4 am looks just like 7 am this time of year. Breakfast has been had and we're enjoying another cup of coffee. Biggie is curled up in my lap. His incision has a small angry looking spot that might have been caused by his disrobing but even if the vet was open, it's not angry enough to take him in. It will heal without intervention, I'm sure.
One of my LJ friends posted a cookie recipe yesterday (it's a locked entry or I'd link and attribute). Simple cookies for rolling out/cutting. In the instructions, they mention if coloring to do so at the butter creaming stage. Hey, Why not?? So... I have a ball of purple cookie dough in the fridge ready to roll or, actually, be rolled. And some pink royal icing from the other day.
There will be cookies.
I need to get off my ass and walk somewhere today. It's probably a good day for Home Depot. Shouldn't be too crowded. Or it might just be a round the block or two day. One or the other.
But mostly it will be TV and knitting and appreciating my solitude.
We had wonderful Christmases growing up and I'm grateful but as an adult, I got stressed and frustrated and grew to look on family holidays as a burden. As soon as I could, I extricated myself and have enjoyed them way more ever since. My brother is the only one left. He's into nice, quiet enjoyment of holidays, too. I'm very lucky.
I did give Biggie an appropriate bowtie for the day.
