Sunday, December 23, 2007

Frost Feathers and other Fleeting Things~


This is my car this morning. Yes, the kitchen window is dirty. And yes, the ONLY drawback to our house is that it sits almost right on the road.. but we're focusing on something else right now. Can you see the frost patterns on my window? With swirls and graceful arcs, the frost has painted patterns like plumage across the windscreen...
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I NEVER appreciate that on work mornings, have to leave the house ten minutes earlier to warm the car and scrape the windows... if I couldn't see out all the way around, I'd be dead before my car was completely on the road. Besides which, it's too dark to see the design at that hour. But it's amazing and pretty and I wanted to share something nice.
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The turkey is beginning it's defrost for Christmas dinner. I had to go to the online conversion chart to determine that 7 kg is actually almost 15.5 lbs and that lil sucker will take about 5.5 hours to cook.
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I'm going to make a sausage and cranberry stuffing, a new recipe for me. The cranberry part feels a bit adventurous... I like them but have never used them fresh. If they're too zingy or strange or whatever, we can just pick them out.
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We've invited two of Lou's sisters and their husbands to dinner with us. The sisters won't even try the stuffing, being very determined that they will only eat X and know with a certainty they would not like Y.. etc.
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One of the sisters, once upon a thanksgiving, told me that she'd not eat my turkey if the stuffing had been cooked inside because it left a flavor in the meat that she didn't like. We're not talking anything fancy here either, just an onion, celery and sage stuffing.
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So I was faced with a decision. Do I stuff or not? As a hostess I feel I should make things my company will enjoy. And they will, we have roasted potatoes with gravy on the menu... but I want more. I want the abundance of taste, the creative process of making something new and the pride of placing some potential new favorite in front of my guests. YEP, I'm stuffing.
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and OMG, how fucked up is this!?? Our tree has died a miserable death, it's lower boughs on the floor, the rest lying against itself like a closed umbrella. Lou was alarmed at the thought of company brushing against it. We laughed when imagining some flambe'd dessert coming to close to it's tinder-dry branches.. but honestly, it was embarrassingly DEAD.
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I offered to take it down if she really wanted. She took her time, agonizing over the decision but last night finally admitted it had to be removed. Christmas is in three days and I took the tree down.
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I shut the blinds when I did it. Our neighbors might eventually come to the conclusion that we're a little nuts.. but we don't need to be proving it to them right from the get-go.
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PS, the unusual paragraph breaks are courtesy of blogger which doesn't seem to understand the purpose of using the spacebar or maybe just doesn't understand what I want it to do but am unable to convey... MUST HAVE PARAGRAPHS!!! (fuckers...)

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

You are very humorous.

When you mentioned stuffing the turkey, I am reminded of the Mr. Bean video I watched on YouTube. You either like Mr. Bean or you don't and well, I do. Anyway Mr. Bean ends up with the turkey on his head. It's quite funny if you are into Mr. Bean humor.

gone said...

I just came by to wish you ladies a Merry Christmas! Sorry about your tree, but I had to laugh - did you replace it? Well, happy holidays!

nelle said...

OK, you've left me drooling in contemplation of such a dinner!

Um, can I trade some snow for the frosted windshield? LOTS of snow?