hello,
Have to agree that a motivation for my cooking is time away from the dts. When they were only a month old, we had dh's parents to stay, and I spent each day in the kitchen preparing food, door firmly shut. Only coming out to breastfeed them (On a serious note, I was probably in denial or something) This was the same year, that we attempted a full christmas dinner with all the trimmings, home made christmas cake, pudding, Iced rum sauce, brandy butter. Yep all home made, denial denial. We also hosted a cocktail party on christmas eveing, which I catered for
And our reward, ds1 running a temp of 39.5 and above, so we were up with him all christmas eve night. Oh and we discovered dt1's groin hernia on Christmas day
We had a nice meal of smoked mackerel pate to start, then jeruselem artichoke and leek gratin with baked shallot and salad. Dh made a chocolate bread and butter pudding. But it was a bit of a wash out, romance wise. As AF made an unexpected appearance and tbh, I felt too knackered after my migraine to even bother making conversation
Kelly, I can identify with the climbing into each others cots, boy, can I. I can't remember if I have told you lot this, but dt1 keeps being discovered on dt2 bed. I think the times we have discovered him near or under the bed, he must have fallen off, or been pushed
Well thats enough waffle for now. Whats all this about a meet up then?