Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Flyin by the seat o my pants.

"Yeah, that'd work."
"I'm down."
"It's a busy weekend for us, but yes, we'll be there."

And so it came to pass that Sunday Dec 17 was going to be our Bake Off day. We were going to bake a few things, and cook a few others. As per a tradition that we started 4 years ago.

We were going to meet at 2 (I'd have things started by then), bake/cook/chop/dice/slice for a few hours, then go to the Star Wars movie at 7:30. (I'd bought tickets three weeks ago.)

One thing led to another, like they do, and by 4 pm, only Drew and Dani had shown up, and I'd spontaneously invited Danica's dad, mom and sisters, as well as Amy's dad to dinner. Somehow in those two hours, 4 pans of lasagna, 78 Eis Gipfel (mini cinnamon buns) 2 pots of ham n cauliflower soup, 2 dozen banana muffins, a roasted ham and a double batch of scalloped potatoes got prepared. By the time 6 pm rolled around, the house was full of happy people, eating food. And the kitchen looked like a bomb had gone off.


All I got was this:

Max made the icing.
Drew and him frosted everything.

I had been hoping to get my annual Christmas card pic this afternoon; it's been over a year and I don't have one single pic with all 5 of them in it.


We left the house shortly after 7, watched the movie, ( consensus was unfavorable), then I came back home and washed dishes til 1 am.

My plan had been to take Monday afternoon off. (I have one half flex day left to use in 2017. And Monday was going to be it.) I had a hair appointment, I needed to pick up some orders, fill my truck with gas, and I was going to prepare for Book Club. I was hosting, and we were going to meet earlier than usual to have dinner. I needed to finish reading the book, work on my book list (see earlier post) AND I DIDN'T WANT TO FEEL RUSHED.

It didn't happen.
(Well, I did sneak out to get a trim - she took offfff 7 inches.)
But I was still at the office, sitting at my desk at 5:30 pm. I hadn't finished the book, or my list, or prepared anything for our dinner. Which was at 6:30.

It totally didn't matter.
Somehow we all sat at a set table, there was plenty of food, our meeting was an absolute blast and I am so grateful for all the people in my life who are OK with me randomly putting things together then running out of time to do them with excellence.

Martha Steward would be disappointed.
These last two day's events had the potential to be wonderful pinterest dinners, with decorations and themes and specialty foods and It. Just. Didn't. Happen.

Oh well.

Three things I'm thankful for:

1. I am SO VERY grateful for people who bring their A Game to dinners. You know the ones - they come excited to be there. Happy to talk to any/everyone. They bring ideas and laughter and enthusiasm and it's all infectious. THANK YOU.

2. We played Book Club Jeopardy tonight. Hahaha. Sheri made it up, based on the books we'd been reading since 2009. (! Whoa. Time flies.) So grateful for this once-a-month Monday night gathering of friends who love to read. Thankful for writers who write books. And readers who love to talk about them.

3. I am thankful that my mom is OK about me opening up her home to my people. Grateful that she's ok with me making her quiet life get a little noisy and messy at times.

4. Thankful for friends who agree with me that spending Saturday afternoon in a bookstore looking for "Books that have beautiful covers" is The Best Way to Waste an Hour, EVER.


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