First of all, thank you for your kind words about Mosey. It’s weird not seeing her walking around or sitting on her usual blanket.
But if I’ve learned anything, it’s that all pain subsides with time. And wonderful family and friends (including blog friends!) always help, too.
On a much brighter note, I’m finally starting to feel Christmas-y!
Yup, that’s my Christmas tree. Isn’t it pretty? I’m such a Suzy Homemaker, I should probably start teaching Home Ec.
Does Home Ec still exist? I miss being able to give people homemade doilies for Christmas.
Ah, much better. This is the 2nd year I’ve used this tree (it was my sister’s tree back in the day, but now she’s got a family and a house in the suburbs and upgraded to a real live tree) and I forgot how intense it is to assemble.
You not only have to actually decorate the tree, you also have to assemble each branch individually. I’m not sure what kind of fascist came up with that idea, but it’s a good thing I’ve got wine and Food Network Christmas specials playing in the background to keep me feeling the spirit.
Oh, and a big batch of comfort food.
It was a long Monday at la oficina (beginning with a visit from the local P.D. before 9 am, which you heard me complaining about if you follow me on Twitter), so some quality comfort food was in order for tonight.
When I got home, I had a small crisis of indecision. I had an acorn squash staring at me with “come hither” eyes, but there was also a chunk of sharp cheddar cheese and bag of whole wheat penne whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
Roasted squash or mac ‘n cheese? What should I choose?
Uhh…both, obviously. I roasted the squash while I cooked the pasta and made the cheese sauce (with the addition of onions, garlic, sun dried tomatoes and spinach). Once the squash was mostly done, I crammed as much pasta in each half as I could, sprinkled the tops with some panko bread crumbs and finished them in the oven.
Oh, yes. I’m glad I went with both my guts. Now all I need are some sugar cookies and a jolly man in a red suit.
Better call my boyfriend. 😉