Making sure the table will easily seat six. It will, comfortably. I'm struck by the elegance - at least in my old-renter's eyes. Bad dream of having to move from a large apartment to a former, smaller one, people have already moved some of our stuff, and I'm telling D that I really, really don't want to move, is there any way we can just stay? Involved, very real dream, woke upset and only slowly remembering we are not apartment renters these days, but have a house we love. Drifted not quite asleep until D left, then got a couple of hours of deep morning sleep.
This lovely room reassured. Put up lights inside the window. Planning dinner, D decided he would make his chili, I will do Bread Pudding with Rum Sauce. Baked potatoes, green beans, and whatever fresh fruits and vegetables look good.
The calendar a gift to each other. The cranes a housewarming for our dear cousins who just signed on a smaller house. We'll send them once we know they have moved in. Until then, they hang around here.
Wit beer. And my writing space. Will have to vacate for the cooking portion of this holiday. Sun streaming in, air cold and crisp. Preferable to the dank, dark misery of 35F and rain/snowing. I'll take a biting 20˚F with brilliant light any day. A good, cold snow is fine as well. It's the middling muddle that unhinges me.
"Move along, my chair."
Keeping the music room cozy, with a space heater and closed doorways. Moby knows where to stay warm.
4 comments:
Yes! My discomfort of -5C to +5C is sometimes unbearable. Give me -10C or +10C any day!
Dinner for six is looking good. We are having some number of people more than that at our place.
Took your idea for Guess Guest Bingo - having people give me two or more facts about themselves, some of which may not be factual. It is going to be an interesting Pre New Year's party this year.
I don't remember what I suggested, but I hope it works.
I fine glass for your Witbier!! Prost!
Through the teeth and over the gums, look out stomach, here it comes.
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