Daily Archives: December 18, 2011

‘Tis the Season

It’s creeping up on us!  Like it does every year when we’re not paying close enough attention to the calendar.  Less than a week to go and Christmas will be here.  ‘Tis the season for shamefully neglecting ones blog because there’s so many other more interesting things to dwell on and not enough time to write about them.

I spent two weeks with the four GP grandchildren last month, and this weekend with the St. A. one, so I’m feeling a little less guility that we won’t be with them all on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning this year.  And rather than thinking of words like boring and lonely, I’m trying to concentrate more on the notions of restful and relaxing and quiet and peace on earth instead.  With a lot of ‘dragging my butt to work’ thrown in.

We had a good time this weekend, even though I was kind of dreading the crowds.  Kenzie had a list of people that she wanted to shop for, and who has more time to go with you for that than grandma?  Plus a little extra money thrown in here and there doesn’t hurt either.  Her choices were all very well thought out, even down to the wrapping of the Toblerone bar for Mr. Ho (her math teacher) in paper that said Ho Ho Ho.  I think her friends will be happy with the things she picked out for them, but it won’t compare with how happy it made her to be able to give them each something special.

We knew the mall would be a zoo, but we tackled it anyway, standing in lineups and finally getting everything we needed.  We also made a side trip to “Laugh and Learn” where she was able to give me a LOT of hints about what might be a suitable gift for her February birthday.  Always a good idea to give grandma some help in that department or who knows what kind of strange thing you might end up with.

Once we were done with the shopping and the wrapping we did some other christmas-y stuff including an attempt at rice krispie coconut snowmen, which are pictured above.  How in the world anyone ever ends up with something that looks like that is WAY beyond us.  It is NOT as easy as you might think.  We didn’t have any coconut for one thing, (and Kenzie doesn’t like it anyway), or stick pretzels (we could only find the twisted ones) and we got gummy worms instead of licorice whips.  So that’s pretty much three strikes you’re out.  But we soldiered on.  The box does not stress strongly enough that you need to let things cool off and solidify.  Our first attempt at putting three balls together slowly flattened itself down into pancake shaped discs, very much like the way a snowman melts.  Interesting, but not the look we were going for.  Ever tried slathering icing all over a weirdly shaped pile of rice krispie cake?  Or sticking smarties to things with melted chocolate?  And trying not to lick your fingers??  Man. Now I remember why I try to avoid this kind of holiday fun.

There is a RESULT to show the world for all our efforts.  The generous sprinkling of icing sugar hid a lot of imperfections so I’d highly recommend that for whatever creative baking endeavour you’ve got dreamed up for your own afternoon of self torture.

I’ve also purposely kept the picture small so that you won’t be tempted to copy what we did.  We named this piece of artwork “Invasion of the Toothpickarm Aliens”.  I don’t really care if it gives you nightmares.  Kenzie refused to take it home with her, pretending that she was doing us a favor by leaving it on our counter for our holiday enjoyment.  W says he’ll take it to work with him tomorrow because the guys there will eat anything.

All the stuff to go north has been picked up!  I hope we didn’t forget anything important.  If we did, chances are it wouldn’t have fit into Dana’s little car anyway.  It’s going to be packed tight.  So there is no reason on earth to do any more shopping for ANYTHING.  Well, except maybe for whatever we want to eat on Christmas day.  I do have a small turkey but perhaps there should be a couple of other things on the menu.  I can pretty much guarantee you that rice krispie horrors will not be one of the dishes.

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