I have high hopes for this weekend [she says, as the puppy slumbers...all things are possible when the dog is sleeping!], with lots of little plans. One of the things I'm hoping to get done is my Christmas Eve contribution: pierogi. Being three-quarters Polish, Mrs. T's don't make the cut for our Christmas. If I'm making them solo, it usually takes 2 days: one for the filling and one for the dough and assembly. It's not necessarily that they're labor intensive, but rather that I have the attention span of a gnat. One task? Fun. Two? Onerous, laborious, no-fun. So tomorrow entails a trip to the store and making a vat of cheddar-cheese-mashed-potatoes. Sunday I'll be up to my elbows in flour, listening to carols on the iPod, and getting into the holiday spirit!
Also on Sunday is one of my favorite work traditions. I'm there to wrangle kids/usher/help out, which means I can float to wherever I'm needed, which is always fun. And I get to wear a Santa hat and sing Christmas carols with 7,000 of my closest friends! How cool is that? I'm also excited to see an old colleague from grad school who is now conducting the ensemble. It should be a fun - if chilly! - day.
- Met expectations.
- Successful closure.
- Curling up on the couch on a lazy Friday night.
- Flat shoes.
I'm also trying to figure out what to tackle for my next 30-day project. It's been really enjoyable (most days!) writing every day, but I'm wondering if I shouldn't try something new. Any suggestions?
Happy Friday, all. And thanks for reading!