It is now 2:30 pm on the first day that I am completely free of work obligations outside my home, since back in November.
I had big plans for this day; I was going to pull out my Christmas tree and all the other trimmings, and at least get a start on decorating my home. Have I accomplished any of that? In a word: NO.
And I can tell you that I have just about as much motivation to start as I would to jump in the car and drive to California today (unless it meant seeing my old friend Sharon, or meeting my blog buddies, Shephard and Naomi.)
Beside eating and dressing, all I have done today is clean the storm doors on the porch and the outside of my kitchen windows. The power washer who was here two weeks ago, prior to repainting parts of the house, didn't do such a hot job on the windows. I had hoped he would leave them pristine, but they had spots all over them, making them dirtier than they were before he came. Bah.
Mr. kenju says "Every one gets decorated (for Christmas) but us " which gets my dander up, since I outdid myself here last year, and plan to do it in similar fashion next week. Somehow he forgets that. He is going to his Pipe club meeting tonight, and I was looking forward to being here alone, eating what I want for dinner, and relaxing in my recliner to catch some TV - and then I remembered another obligation I have - and there went my relaxing evening.
Last night was our annual neighborhood pot-luck dinner, and 21 women gathered at the home of a very brave neighbor, who proffered her home for the evening. Despite arriving at 6:30 pm, we didn't leave until after 11 pm! It just goes to prove how much fun we were having. We talked, ate, chatted, ate, and talked some more - until it was time to start the gift exchange, always a lot of fun. The first person chooses a wrapped gift and the next person in the line can either "steal" yours, or choose a wrapped gift. On and on it goes, with people stealing gifts all evening. I had to open four gifts and every one of them got stolen! I was particularly miffed when the most darling set of hand-blown glass piggies (dressed to the nines) were taken. Of course, the next person in line stole those as well. I got lucky in the end, though, as two very cute snowman trays came hope with me, and now grace my coffee table!
I always tell you about the food. We have a lot of excellent cooks who live here, and they all brought wonderful things last night. My contribution was a spinach/butter lettuce salad, with raspberries, glazed pecans and a home-made poppy seed dressing with everyone seemed to like. (Mr. kenju sure did!) The ham and beef tenderloin were all that you could want and the vegetables and other casseroles were wonderful. We helped our plates and staggered under the weight of them to our respective tables. We are all so lucky to live here, and it is amazing how well (seemingly) we all get along.