Oooh how I love Sunday mornings. Especially brilliantly sunny Sunday mornings when the temperature outside is falling and I can snuggle deeply into the down and drift off for a few extra minutes.
Eventually I drag myself to my favorite chair: le chaise lounge:
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| My first grown-up furniture purchase! |
Nestled right against the living-room radiator it reminds me of napping in front of Mamacat and HH's wood stove back home. It even makes the same clink-clunk-clanks as the metal expands and retracts with the blasts of hot steam and when it settles in after cooling off.
I finally made my way to the kitchen to get ready for Challah-Bailey's-French-Toast brunch guest of honor the Fabulous Anne T and to whip up some pumpkin-walnut-cranberry bread for a later visit with C &P across town. I opened my eggs and came across this:
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| Christmas eggs! |
Well, no, they
really weren't staged like that, that WOULD have been a miracle, but yes, they
were stamped with little dates, Dec. 24. Hurrah! Puts me in the spirit already. Hope your Thanksgiving weekend-kick-off-to-the-holiday was wonderful.
XO Terez
