Here we go! It's Red Alert, all systems go, everybody MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE!
Ah, Christmas Eve, that blessedly serene evening of silence and calm. Maybe, if you're a priest serving in a small village in Austria in 1816 (as was Fr. Joseph Mohr, writer of the poem, "Stille Nacht," which became our beloved "Silent Night". But not if you're a disorganized, dumpy American woman with a short attention span and even shorter fuse preparing Christmas Dinner for 8 people.
I guess it could be worse. Heck, I know it has been worse! But I've got one hour left in which to finish 4 pies and dry 3 lbs of bread cubes. So what on earth am I doing sitting here? Relax, I'm eating a very late breakfast and the bread cubes will dry while we're at church anyway.
We have to be at church tonight at 4:00 as The Viking and I are singing for both services. I know it will be fine, but it's taking up 5 hours of precious time I'd rather use in preparation for tomorrow. Sigh. The price of fame, darling. KIDDING.
But TOMORROW...oh I'm squirming in my seat in anticipation! There are so many surprises for the kids I just cannot wait! It's been very hard for me to not tell you what they are, but Redheaded Snippet occasionally reads this and I don't want to take any chances of giving it away! But it's gonna be GREAT!
So, I must get back to my pies, stuffing and cranberry sauce! Then tonight after church I will chop, dice, slice, peel and get Mr. Tom ready to be roasted.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!
