I'm slightly excited.
In case you couldn't tell.
(~if you're a nicholas nickleby geek like me........you know the song at the end of the movie? the dude is singing it while ralph is about to commit suicide? I just found the lyrics, and I realized it was written about sixty years after Dicken's wrote Nicholas Nickleby. that made me sad. but then I looked at all the cookies we just baked at my grandparents' and thought about Hans Zimmer and realized that Christmas is only ten days away, and it made me happy again!!!!!~)
ahem. *clears throat*
I LOVE holiday baking. my mom and I do two types of cookies, and my grandma does two other kinds, and then we get together for one whole day and do four kinds together! So this year we did French cookies and chocolate biscotti. and I was working on the dough for the French cookies last night.....I'm sitting there wondering, what makes the dough so brown? All that's in it is butter, eggs, flour, and suga-oh crap brown sugar!! so we ended up freezing a whole bunch of chocolate chip cookie balls. and then had to wait for dad to get home with more eggs and flour. after that they turned out ok. I also made the dough for biscotti while mom was cooking the french cookies. (For those of you who don't know, French cookies are rolled into balls and cooked on a waffle iron type thingy over the stove. they're adorable and tasty!) Biscotti turned out terriffic too. (I don't think I spelled biscotti or terriffic right, but who really cares?)
Mimi (that's my grandma....when I was little I couldn't say grandma so it became Mimi and stayed Mimi) made fudge and seven-layer cookies. She doubles the seven-layer cookie recipe and forgot to double the sweetened condensed milk, so the crust is crumbly but they honestly taste exactly the same, so that's good. they are everyone's favorite, especially Papa. We have to hide them from him.
This morning I got up at eight, but stayed in bed till eight thirty because the shower was in use. Got ready in a good half hour and then came upstairs to find mom making the dough for thumbprint cookies. I always put the thumbprint in the thumbprint cookies, because it's my job. Mimi got started on the nut brittle and I did spritz. spritz have always been my favorite. I asked the general family how almond extract could be so much better than almonds, and Mimi said it's the essence of almonds. so I said "does that mean that almonds are good at heart?" she wasn't sure, but I think it must mean that. Almond extract is really just good almond hearts.
And Papa agreed with me that it's a bob world.
Right now the sugar cookie dough is chilling in the fridge. We're done with most stuff so early this year that Mimi made toffee nut bars too, and they're permeating the kitchen with this kind of heavy sweet smell. I heard something about pizza for dinner - I'm glad we're staying even though we'll be done before dinner time. After I drive back home tonight I should have all of my night driving in. All in all, life is really good. It's so relaxed at my grandparents' house; I'm almost glad my house isn't always like this because, first, nothing would ever get done, and also I wouldn't enjoy coming here as much.
I drove here last night in the rain, and almost made the whole trip without help (in the form of directions). So by the time I have my license I should be able to drive here by myself.
when my parents will actually let me on the freeway by myself hahaha. that will be a while, I'm sure. *smirk*
I can't wait to watch NT2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't wait for Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and with a little luck, my non-Christian grandparents will be coming to church with us on Christmas Eve. Please pray about that.
yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *jumps* How are you guys doing? excited? ready for Christmas???
Okay you guys, my grandpa is amazing. A few weeks ago, I was talking with my grandparents about their Christmas tree, and Mimi was hoping to get a real one. Today I noticed that they didn't have one up yet, so I asked Mimi what the sitiwation was. (dickens spelling) She said...Papa said no to a real tree and she wasn't sure if she even wanted to put one up this year. Papa had been out shopping and stuff all afternoon. I told her Christmas trees are mandatory, and that we'd put their fake one up tonight, definitely.
ReplyDeleteRight after the Papa got home, but he didn't come in for awhile. I finally saw him, headed down their outside deck stairs. Walking over towards the dining room to get a better view, I spotted something big, tall and green outside the sliding glass door.
Papa bought a magnificent real Christmas tree.
The best part is that my grandma hasn't even seen it yet. you can't really see out the sliding glass door from the kitchen, and we're not quite done with cookies yet. So she'll see it soon and we'll put it up tonight.
*sigh* I love my grandpa!!!!
hehehe! I had a nice chat with your dad while you were making cookies!
ReplyDeleteThat's cool!
ReplyDeleteThat is so cool!
ReplyDeleteSo what happened? I'm sure it's happened by now.
Eight days till Christmas!
Oh she saw it and probably would have screamed if she could have talked. :P She was really happy, and I'm sure there were at least ten minutes of peace in the house when they weren't squabbling about something or other.
ReplyDeletethat's how they communicate mostly. If they didn't squabble, I doubt they could talk to each other about anything. it gets to the point where it's normal, not sad, actually quite funny. you just have to keep you distance...
We decorated most of it that night, which was really fun!
Yes Lucy, I know! I heard ALL about that!!!
Eight days left!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteand I have I think all my driving in that I need to take my test for my license too!!!!!
only one week left till Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteYay!!!!!!!!!!!
i know people exactly like that.
ReplyDeletethey don't mind the squabbling at all, so it isn't really wrong except that it offends people, which is really funny too, what people think of as normal, and what observers can't understand what it means.