We heard on Christmas Eve that family from 1,200 miles away may be coming for a visit. They planned on Friday. Yikes. Then they called this morning and said they’d be here this afternoon.
Oh, my! I didn’t even have my “to do” list started on paper, it was in my head, but no menu or shopping or anything. So here I am awaiting a call and tidying up. Haven’t combed the dog yet, yes Miss Tumbling Tumbleweeds.
I made a list for my husband and called the butcher to have an identical steak to the one we ordered for Christmas day cut and ready to go (they like me, I bring them chili).
Not to worry. I am the Mary Poppins of the day. I’ve a week’s worth of dinner menus planned. Also, a list of the most interesting things our young nephew would like to see. And though we’ve one video game he loves and has almost mastered (age-appropriate) we’d rather he see ice fishermen, old pump house equipment, a science museum and flight museum and sled down the big hill after building a cardboard sled with his Uncle Jim.
Yes, we punt and enjoy family for the few days a year we get to see them. This will be a special treat. Also a challenge as this good cook has a picky eater on her hands and I’ll have to do some Auntie L trickery to hide things he hates (he’s not allergic to anything) and ask him to try it first, then I’ll tell him what’s in it. Culinarily yours, Dee
Mr Picky Eater is actually beginning to expand his palate a little and will usually at least try one bite now. Enjoy the weekend and the snow.
He had to go really far north to experience a lot of snow and it looks like maybe the coldest weather this young Texan has ever seen is coming up in the next few days.
M, at least he’s dressed for it, ski pants and everything! I think he’s sleeping in them!
Yes, 11 year old boy, always ready for action. Just get dressed BEFORE going to bed, then, in the am, all he needs is shoes/boots and coat/gloves!!!
When here, I insist that church clothes be saved till the morning of. The rest of the week, baths and fresh clothes are optional for now. Just wait a few years and we won’t be able to get him out of the shower if he is like an uncle of his. Ha, Ha.
That he did. Ski pants, sleeping on the sofa. John would have had to break into the boiler room to cut off Jim’s morning “thinking things through” shower. Nothing like high school when he could cut off the hot water on his big brother to save water for himself. Oh, John polished all the needed shoes and I did a load of wash for them and cooked up a storm.