Thread:Hilo2/@comment-28612184-20191211220047/@comment-28612184-20191212112759

This is our year to host Christmas. The east coast family is staying home, so there are seven of us at the table, and drop-ins during the morning. Starting to recover some of my energy, but not cooking this time. Hubby rescued me and booked dinner at a nearby inn. It's beautiful, food is great, no clean up... We'll meet here in the afternoon for appetizers, drinks, and gifts then go for dinner. Afterward? Home. Fireplace. Quiet time. OK, maybe more wine...

Real tree. And it smells glorious! It even has a name - Barry! After my hubby selected it, they put his name on the tag for pick up while he paid for it. We didn't notice the name until we brought it inside for decoration, so he has his very own personalized tree this year. 🤣

Going out shopping today. Still haven't started wrapping gifts. Have a handful of cards to write. Baked some mincemeat tarts yesterday, but need to do another batch and maybe hide them. Barry did some sampling last night; calls it quality control. Cookies I buy. My Canadian spirit rises to the surface and I turn cookies into blackened hockey pucks!

Have an awesome day. Many hugs. 🤗🤗