The Last Decoration

 

Tommy tied the wreath onto the mailbox. I could find no wire, so a piece of red and white yarn did the job. Then, somehow he tied on a huge red bow. Nice!

There was a Santa hat lying around. So, I had him get a small container of oatmeal and dress it with the hat. He put a plastic, disposal cup on top of the round, tall box of oats, so the hat stood up with only the white furry top bent to the side a bit. It is so cute, right in the spirit. I think I will add a pretty red ornament and a sprig of fake greenery.

When it is dark, we will go for a ride in front of the house...lol. I won't stumble around in the dark in the front yard to see the Santa and reindeer projection. Cleaner never called. I don't expect her to call Christmas Eve.

Tommy just carried food to neighbor--chicken, potatoes, carrots, Brussels sprouts. 

The ot just left a while ago. I hate ot activity. It hurts! And, I am exhausted. I moaned and groaned and apologized for doing so. I did reassure her I wanted to continue. She said she hears moaning all day long. As she counted, she answered Jeopardy questions. It was fun. Not the exercise. 

Tommy washed sweet potatoes this evening. I trimmed and oiled them, using parchment paper on the pan. They are whole in the oven. Now, he is putting six eggs on to boil. Next, we will make Jello and put bananas in them if they are not rotten. That leaves making Stove Top tonight. Tomorrow, he can brown the gravy. He hates doing that, so I won't mention that until I am ready for him to do it. Maybe that will keep him from being in a grumpy mood for a bit. It is a bit like taking the dog to the vet; surprise him. Chicken breast is ready for gravy, cooked and waiting.

Christmas Eve, I will make Tommy an Apple pie and some pumpkin pies. 

Tommy was going to take about ten items back to the store. I did not want to go inside because I would have had to shop...lol. I told him to leave if the line was long--there were12 or more, so he immediately came right back out. I told him he would not want to go back into the numerous return lines in there for at least ten days or two weeks. 

So, this is Christmas.

I tasted the dressing just now, and it is making me so hungry. I predict dinner will be soon. We will thaw a turkey breast to bake next week. 

Are things going well this eve before Christmas Eve?