It was a very busy Christmas with dealing with feline and human deaths both at home and with friends. This is Puff preventing from making some jelly cookies. I had big plans to bake a variety of cookies this year. But I ended up baking 20 loaves of cranberry walnut bread and a shitload of whiskey balls for gifting in one day. It was the perfect amount for gifting this year thanks to my poultry, plastic bento boxes and the local liquor store.
Church was the usual crazies of decorating and a yet another new priest. This is the 4th priest in 3 years. And each one has their own opinion on how and when to decorate. I stepped away from the whole thing and let others dive into this. I have enough on my life plate.
In all this death, dying and baking we got a real tree. We walked all over a tree farm and selected this one. They cut it for us and loaded it in my truck. Turns out I am allergic to these trees now. I broke out in hives after moving the tree inside. I ended up decorating the tree with long sleeves and gloves and taking a colloidal oatmeal bath after. So worth it though.
Our winter village of musical and moving ornaments. We celebrated with Christmas dinner with one friend over and open invitation for others if they wanted a hot meal. It was a full day of cooking a bird, ham and sides, feasting then Rummikub gaming.Then we had to return to our farms and clean up. We took the rest of the week off and split firewood when we felt like it. One friend died on Christmas day, one slipped into a coma, one was run over by a truck and lived and I thought wow, I got a lot to be thankful for. And I am. Life can change on a dime. I am sad for those left behind who grieve and are in pain. I know that pain. But when you stop and think about it, remember that person or pet, and then you get it- life is one hell of a ride.
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