The Moulin Rouge Christmas Tree

I went downtown to the Eatons Centre yesterday. Looked at a lot of the Christmas decorations for sale. It was pretty disappointing. A lot of that stuff isn’t any better quality than the Dollar Store. The Bay had a really nice display with fireplaces, red carpeting and so on. But there was not one thing I was really tempted to buy for my Xmas tree. Most of their stuff were those really fragile Xmas balls. Not a smart choice to sell in a store where most people are traveling by bus and subway for long distances. How many of those pretty, fancy balls make it home with them, in one piece? I did see a Christmas tree for sale there that was pretty unique. Would you buy a musky pink coloured Xmas tree?

The branches were kind of dry and scratchy like straw. I thought they would be softer. The colour was really nice but I’m not sure I’d want it for a Xmas tree. If you wanted to be really different it would be nice with white or ivory coloured ornaments and decorations. It would look exotic in all red decorations and ornaments.

Hmm… now I’m starting to like it. 🙂

Christmas Charm

It seems early for Christmas but the stores have been doing Christmas since before Halloween. Kind of overly desperate in a commerical way. At least they don’t start playing Christmas music until after Remeberance Day. So, you should be expecting it soon.

I found this charm bracelet on a site called Sweet Romance. I don’t wear jewellry I just like glittery, shiny things.

Christmas trees are my favourite Xmas thing. I should see lots of them in retail displays once I cruise downtown to the Eatons Centre. I guess they still call it that, I plan to stick with it anyway.

Knitted Slippers

Tonight I was looking online for patterns for knitted slippers. There were a lot of free patterns. My Mom is going to knit a few pairs for Christmas and maybe I will get a pair before she goes down to Florida this year. I never got the hang of knitting. But, I can look for crochet slippers and see how far I get with that. I did manage to figure out granny squares.

Refrigerator Cookie Recipe

Honey – Lemon Refrigerator Cookies
10 tbsp. unsalted butter
2/3 cup mild-flavoured honey
2 tsp vanilla
1 large egg
pinch of salt
2 tbsp fresh lemon juice
2 tbsp grated lemon zest
1 cup whole-wheat pastry flour
1 1/2 cups unbleached white flour
1/4 to 1/2 tsp ground cloves, to taste

In a food processor or electric mixer, cream the butter and honey. Beat in the vanilla, egg, salt, lemon juice and zest. Grandually add the flours and cloves. The dough will be very soft and sticky.

Divide the dough in half and, using a spatula, spread it on 2 long pieces of wax paper or plastic wrap. Don’t be intimidated by how wet the dough is; use the spatula to spread the dough on the paper, then carefully shape it into a cylinder about 2 inches in diameter and roll it up in the paper. Don’t worry if your cylinder isn’t perfectly round; these cookies usually have very irregular shapes. Place the dough in the freezer for 2 hours, or refrigerate it overnight. (Can be made days in advance this way).

About 45 minutes before baking time, put the dough, if refrigerated, in the freezer to facilitate cutting. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Butter 4 baking sheets.

Unwrap the chilled dough, cut off 1/4 of the log, and return the rest of the dough to the freezer so it doesn’t soften. Cut the dough in very thin slices, about 1/4 inch thick or even thinner, if possible. Place the slices on the baking sheets, about 1/2 inch apart. Bake for 10 to 15 minutes, until golden brown around the edges and crisp. While the first batch is baking, slice more cookies and place them on the remaining baking sheets. When the cookies are done, transfer them to a rack and allow to cool. Store in a tightly sealed tin.

Makes 4 dozen.

I especially like refrigerator cookies. I usually make ones with red and green candied cherries for Xmas. I will be looking for the recipe again this year in a couple of months. Seems odd that Christmas isn’t all that far away. Of course, my birthday is that month too so that’s hanging over my head too. I didn’t used to feel that way about birthdays. I don’t mind getting older it’s just the number that bothers me.

This recipe came from a book “Feasts & Fetes” by Martha Rose Shulman. I haven’t tried the recipe but wanted to keep it where I could find it easily. The book is one my Mom picked up from one of our GoodWill excursions.

The Happy Post

Happiness is…

Small children laughing.

Swimming in fresh, clear water.

Seeing someone you really love from across the room.


A trek through the forest.

Homemade bread with butter and homemade jam.

Getting a letter from a friend.

Winning more than a free ticket in the lottery.

Christmas lights and decorations you didn’t have to put up yourself.

Swatting a really annoying mosquito.

Winning free tickets.

The smell of a new book.

A favourite song comes on the radio.

A boquet of flowers.

Finding something really deluxe and luxurious for a couple of bucks at GoodWill.

A joke that makes you laugh, a real sincere laugh.

Heard from John in Hamilton

I forgot to mention that I heard from John yesterday. He seems to be getting things together. I don’t know if anything will happen as far as meeting him now. It’s gone on for so long and though things got in the way, it just seems that it may not be meant to be. Is that silly? I’m feeling discouraged about dating and all of that related stuff. Maybe I’m just not the right kind of person to be with anyone. I do like being alone. Most of the time. I miss some parts of having a man around and sex isn’t even on the list really. That will confuse the penis’s reading this. Wouldn’t they be surprised that I miss grocery shopping with a man more than I miss sex with a man. Men just don’t get it really. Or maybe I’m just reading all the wrong stuff.

Anyway, things with John are kind of drifting. I’d still like to meet him. But now there is all that build up and no where to go.

A crystal ball would be nice. This Christmas, instead of that usual and ever useful lump of coal, I think everyone should just give me a crystal ball instead. Then I could look ahead and see what I did right. Assuming something does come along that I get right.

Skye is back posting again. I think she escaped from somewhere. But, that’s just a rumour and we shouldn’t go spreading those around. I’m sure that new white jacket is just a co-incedence.

Christmas Has Left the Building

At what hour is Christmas over? I have no idea. It’s over for me. Kind of that deflated feeling, not quite as strong as getting out of bed in the morning and realizing the world has ended, civilization is gone and you’re the last one left. (It’s a fetish of mine, someday I’d like to test it out).

My nephew slept for about two hours last night, maybe. There were a bunch of adults yapping downstairs, a few drinks, a lot of really dumb stories exchanged and remembered. Isin’t it weird to be the adults? I still think about that. Kind of “wow, how did I get here?” My brother and sisters (4 of us) outnumbered the dates and inlaws so most of the stories were ours. I’ve been the inlaw before though, sort of stuck in the middle of someone else’s stories and traditions. Actually, it was nice not to be the odd one out for a short time.

I think we were a bit loud for Zack. He says he did fall asleep for awhile then. But, he came downstairs twice to check on the progress of Santa. I had told him about the Norad website and Santa was on his mind. It’s just this year (at the age of 10) that he is beginning to consider that Santa might not be real, he isn’t sure though, so he kept checking the web for the radar progress. Last time he asked me if Santa was real (when he was seven) I told him I believed in Christmas spirit and Santa was part of that. So he was good to go for awhile. This year his friends at school must be wearing off on him a bit more. Ten is old enough to shrug off Santa, but I hope he keeps something of it, the merry feeling and the faith.

In the morning the little girl, Roxanne, woke everyone up, not too early. I remember being up at 4:00 when we were kids, they had a late start getting up at 7:00, kids today!

Everyone is tired today, even Zack admitted he’s tired. I drove home in the afternoon and was beginning to fall asleep at the wheel along the way. No coffee stops open though I did find a gas station that didn’t require plastic only. I might have managed on fumes but I hate driving and worrying about the gas tank, there are enough other things to worry about with the car. Today it did pretty good, the weather was very wet, foggy and mild. A colder day would have been tougher. Last winter my brakes kept freezing. There’s nothing like driving a long and realizing that odd light on the dash is talking about your brakes and the fact that you might not have any. lol Brakes are such a nice feature on a car, I’ll be sure to request them on any future car I buy.

So, now I’m here. Christmas is done and it feels kind of deflated. But, tomorrow is Boxing Day. I’m thinking like Scarlet O’Hara, though I’m not going anywhere near a store till next week. 🙂 I had my chocolate fix on Christmas Eve and again this morning. I also had my bacon and eggs fix too. Why does bacon smell so divine while cooking but never that great to actually eat?

It’s a bit silly but I’m a bit disappointed with my family about Christmas, it’s the same each year for uncountable years. But, I brought down something for almost everyone. I skipped my brother as I made the apron for his girlfriend (on top of what I already had for her). Anyway, out of the six people there, only Graham’s girlfriend gave me anything for Christmas. It’s kind of petty and I shouldn’t care but I do, a little. It’s not the reason why I give out presents myself.

If that were the case I’d long ago have stopped. They haven’t done a gift exchange since we were kids and even then they were not really interested in giving, more in getting. Still, I keep giving out presents cause it’s who I am and I enjoy having something special for everyone. It matters enough to me to keep doing it even though I feel kind of left out when I get nothing in return. I think they just don’t care. Only Sherry really seemed to enjoy the apron and coffee set I gave her. My sisters said thanks and put their gift aside, out of the way. Anyway, that’s why I never go out and rob the bank to pay for Christmas, there isn’t any point. I give gifts for my enjoyment, I don’t worry about meeting expectations of dollars spent or getting the perfect gift. I do it for me and likely I will keep doing it just the same, always till I’m dried up and gone. 🙂

Good Morning!

Today I am sewing an apron, maybe more than one, for Christmas. I love to sew. But, for the past dozen or so years I’ve sewn everything by hand, no machine. My Mom bought me a wonderful sewing machine for Christmas while I was living in the US, married down there. But, I only used it briefly before the divorce and moving back to Ontario. Then, we thought it was missing for a couple of years. Turned out it was packed into something else which I hadn’t looked in. So, it’s now found.

Now, the trick is to thread the machine, to learn how to use it. Also, most of the sewing I’ve done has been mending clothes. It’s not the same as creating an article of clothing. Mending is pretty much sewing a straight seam with small, strong stitches. Same for hemming, which I’ve also done plenty of. Button sewing too, of course. None of those have kept me in practice for creating aforementioned apron.

That’s why I’ve procrastinated so many days. I knew about this a few days ago. My brother said he wanted an apron for Christmas, a nice fancy one. 😀 I love typing it that way, makes me laugh. He wants it for Sherry, his girlfriend. If it goes well and I’m doing ok with time I thought I would make two more for my sisters. I think I have enough stuff, certainly enough fabric. I’m a fabric addict, there are metres and metres of fabric stored away. Most of it is, sadly in half metres as I bought it with the idea of quilting (crazy quilts which use small pieces patched together and embroidered all over) or doll making and doll clothes (Raggedy Ann or any other rag doll facsimile).

It will be an interesting day. I can do it, I know the basics. I even have a book about sewing which I bought when I wanted to know how to thread the machine when I first got it. It’s all just a matter of starting. First, I made a fresh coffee, added a bit of pumpkin pie spice to flavour it up and inspire my creativity and inventiveness, both of which I will need. 🙂

It’s Still Snowing

It started snowing yesterday, it hasn’t stopped yet. I have to go out for coffee cream and I don’t want to. There are 20 feet (centimetres, at least) of snow piled up out there. What if I get lost trying to find my car? What if I freeze under a snow fort I build up while digging my car out from under all that snow? What if I can’t get out of the driveway cause the snowplow has just come by and created a massive snow wave?

You may never see me again. Worse, I may not have coffee cream for that second cup of the day. Oh horrors!!! I wish I had one of those guide dogs or a dog team to pull my sled. Or, better yet, a honey-do. It is nice having a man around to play fetch.

If I win the lottery I will just buy a husband. Some guy to live in a shack on the backend of the property. He can open jars, put up the Christmas lights and any other electrical thing, he can squish bugs, shovel snow and rake leaves. He can go out in the snow and get coffee cream. I’ll make the coffee, I’m willing to be nice, pet him and take him for walks. I’d be a very good husband owner.

Happy Winter Solstice!

It’s the first day of Winter, aren’t you delighted?!!

It’s the shortest day of the year. Hurry up before it’s gone. What will you do today, while you still have time? No Christmas shopping allowed today. Do something that’s really spiritual, your choice, whatever spiritual means to you.

The photo above came from searching Google Images. You can come across the best sites by looking for a word and searching Google Images. I’ve wandered into sites I never would have found any other way.