I added one of the Mandalorian posters I got at Five Below to my cork board. It required a little bit of rearranging, and I’ll have to rearrange some more when I get one of my Christmas presents which will have some goodies I just know I’ll want to display on it.
I laminated the poster, putting a different poster on the back. So, when I get tired of that one, I can switch it. I don’t think I’ll get tired of it for a while though. 😊
Good morning everyone! Though Christmas is this week, our weekend Christmas with family is officially over (although my mom is coming on Christmas Eve.) Yesterday my sis and mom in law went home, but we enjoyed a very nice day together before they did.
I found Buddy and Sarah in the living room yesterday, on top of the projector screen:
In the morning the weather outside was so wonderful that I went out by myself to the porch to have my coffee with the cats.
It was chilly, but the sun felt so nice. I wish everyone had come with me, but they were inside in the dark living room (no windows) playing Animal Crossing, so 🤷♀️ but I had a nice little time to myself before I joined them.
Rosie sat on my lap, and was just so sleepy and a melted ball of hair and purrs.
Tomoyo would alternate between relaxing and running around with her little bursts of energy:
Kotoko quietly sunned herself…
Whilst I spent time there, I enjoyed watching the squirrels eat the food I put out for them.
Last week, our wonderful vet, Dr. Pisano, sent me a photo of Maddie in her Christmas tree:
You might remember Madeline and Croissant, our last two rats which joined our vet’s mischief when we decided to stop having rats for a while. Croissant sadly passed away this year from a tumor that Dr. Pisano found too advanced to remove, but Maddie is still enjoying life as you can see.
This past week, between his work and my Christmas preparations, Christopher and I didn’t have much quality time to ourselves. Even though I know he was really tired, after our family left he took me to a nice little local church event in the evening that had loads of Christmas lights and such. It was really romantic walking around together in that atmosphere even though the decorations were so old and corny.
Christopher took a photo of me next to one of the trees. I brought Ricky Parky with me; after a whole weekend of acting as non-Little as possible, being able to carry him around did wonders for my state of mind.
Later at home we decided to give one more go to chestnut roasting. It’s our fourth try… we always got bad batches before.
It’s more work than you might think. You have to make a cut in every chestnut so they don’t explode in the oven. But first you boil them in order to moisten them:
Most of the floating ones tend to be bad, so we discarded those. It was only a few that floated, and indeed most of those weren’t good (mold inside.)
Then they go in the oven for 15 minutes:
After they come out, you wrap them tight in a towel for, I believe, ten minutes or so. Here they are fresh out of the oven:
The results were… okay? Chestnuts are weird. They’re very fleshy; meat-like, really. They taste good but it really feels like they should be eaten with something else, I just don’t know what. In the end Christopher didn’t like them but I had a few. Mostly I enjoyed the experience of roasting chestnuts together.
While they roasted I got the living room looking all festive for movie watching:
We watched another old movie, The Holly And The Ivy. It was nice. It just gives me so much unmitigated joy to watch these old movies with Christopher. It’s one of my more niche interests and to have him show a genuine interest in it makes me deeply happy.
Overall the evening together was delightful. All my stress melts away when I am with him.
The older we get and the longer we are married, the more I understand that “finding your home in a person” feeling. I know I complain a lot on my blog, sometimes I mention feeling very lonely in some aspects. That’s bound to happen sometimes… no relationship is perfect. But taking it as a whole I do think ours is one of the closest to perfect I have ever seen. I would be hard pressed to find a kinder man, who understands so much about me and accepts me so completely —even the parts he doesn’t understand.
But I am rambling, and today is going to be a busy day. I have to shower, take care of the snails and the rest of my chores, and then draw like there’s no tomorrow.
Oh —a final note because I noticed this literally as I am wrapping up the post. I just found Buddy and Sarah for the day! They were in the Furby area of my studio bookshelf:
I hope everyone reading this has a wonderful day, and please stay safe this week!
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