The solstice pig is at the mouse house and it’s her photo, not mine. We are a few days beyond the winter solstice. That means sunrise is still late and getting a bit later every day but sunset is also getting later. I don’t totally understand the rules. I enjoy the dark at both ends of the day but this year, I am kind of surviving. Don’t worry, I am okay. Or will be.

I am kind of phoning xmas in this year. I have gifts for people but a few of them are still not wrapped. But I’ll get there. And there might be a couple of surprise gifts. Ya nevah know.

For tomorrow, I have mashed potatoes and brussel sprouts ready to go into the hopper. And cranberries and stuffing. I was gonna make Chex Mix this afternoon but out of the bazillion bottles of condiments in the refrigimitator, Worchestershire sauce was scarce so my mouse is bringing some over tomorrow. It’s December and I am still somehow in the throes of the annual “combinding” of the moomincabin condiments with the Landfill condiments. Another topic for another day. We have a couple of chickens to grill tomorrow and I need to remind the GG that I bought some fancy little oranges that we can stuff them with. Because we don’t stuff birds with actual stuffing. That’s a separate dish.

:

This entry was posted on Wednesday, December 24th, 2025 at 9:37 pm and is filed under Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.