Walking in a Crepey Wonderland!

[MrsSchadenfreude]

I couldn't see that anyone else had started a new thread, after Stropps carelessly finished the old one without starting a new one, so here you are.

Bd job b.

Ive bagsied a great pew at the front !
Dd is MORTIFIED at my uncharacteristic pushy parent routine.
Mortified .

I think job b too. Fresh start, work at new level for a couple of years and then you may be able to move back to organisation a in a higher position. Get more contacts in the area I guess...

Off to see Rhys Ifans in a monologue about Occupy London tonight... £20 ticket bought this morning. Very excited...

Ah yes, Rudolph, of course.

I bought DD1 a cello last night. As you do. So that is her Christmas present. She is currently tuning it. It's an old one - over 100 years old and sounds pretty good to cloth eared me. I am just grateful that we don't have to schlep all over London trying the bloody things out any more. It was clearly worth paying a bit more to get something decent rather than a Cheap Chinese Cello cobbled together with chipboard and flour paste glue.

Mrs S - DD's violin is an old one and it sounds amazing - much better than anything new.

Job A, BD. Although B hardly sounds terrible....

I shouldn't be on here. DD1 and DH have gone to watch DD2's Nativity Play (only 2 tickets per family), and I am under strict instructions to "get things done, and not slob about on MN".

Off to make bread sauce and some limoncello.....did the spiced cabbage yesterday......and wrap more presents. Laterz.

Job A, BD.

We have shelves arriving on Friday and I am beside myself with excitement that we will actually be able to put some of our crap on them! But not enough, I fear. And we have a nice red wall, courtesy of DH and DD1 to put the shelves on.

Hmm, after due consideration, I am voting for Job B. A fresh start may be beneficial, if not easy right at the beginning.

I have delivered the biiiig job. And had a good sweat at circuits.

I gave dh a pressure washer a few Christmases ago, in the vain hope that he would use it to clean the car. Ha. We have moss growing on the car. Now that I have been reminded, I will remind him to pressure wash the paths the next dry day we have, as they are really slippy.. I put in this request several months ago, but I don't think it registered. I have certain things that I refuse to do, because if I start doing them I really will be doing everything. Car maintenance and use of the pressure washer are two of these things. I also do not do carpentry.

Tomorrow, I will get Christmas under control.

I am home ( sniff) from Carol Service
during which I bleared over several times and my old Dad and I wept at the fabulousness of all that heralding angel stuff and dds voice. The 9 lessons is fascinating. Why did Joseph make Mary come to Nazareth to pay taxes when she was past her due date? . I'd have LTB frankly.
I also gave questions about The Serpents Head and all that.

And I am back from Rhys Ifans play, which was less about Occupy and more about the mental state of homelessness. Very powerful and he was amazing.

I have abandoned all hope of Christmas cards, the random selection I have sent will have to do!

As far as I can tell, dh has not bought me anything as I have 'not been specific ' enough. Ie, choose, order and probably collect it. He does not believe in Internet shopping and his tireless rant about 'saving the high street' is just a cover for not really knowing what he is doing online!

Anyway my nice bag is now out of stock.... Grrrr. Enough ranting over and will settle for a new deck chair from our friends shop

Crepeys! I am so thick I kept looking at the old thread and wondering why no one had posted since yesterday.... doh! And here you all are, posting away like mad. Will now catch up.

good recipe for limoncello anyone?

Crem - the carol service readings at ds's school last year included quite unusual bits about, for example, joseph considering divorcing mary because she wasn't a virgin. cue from year 7s. wish i could remember the others but was too busy sniggering and then blubbing at the lovely singing and soaring trumpet

Cv is your expert in limoncello Addle !
No idea I'm afraid.
Beachy I'm not doing cards either.
{ draws line}
This has been sanctioned by my mother, of all people who announced this evening that they were a waste of resources. Festive? -no shit Sherlock !
I was considering an email until I read a disturbingly angry thread about that ( mi you know the one).

Stropps - that's quite scary. I also have a (short) list of things that I refuse to do, on the grounds that I would otherwise do everything. So I don't drive, don't put the rubbish out, don't iron and don't do any DIY.

We had words this evening, along the lines of "What are WE getting my parents for Christmas?" I'm not getting your parents anything mate, nor your DB or DSIL. I have said, repeatedly, since September, that it's over to you to do that. So now "we" are scrabbling around trying to think of things to buy... (that reminds me, must get half the cello money ("How much?" ) off him...)

Ahh crepeys you are not helpful although I am not keen on the idea of taking a pay cut AND not ever getting a pay rise unless I move jobs again (or they regrade which is never a certainty).

My 'don't/won't do' list is - card buying/writing for his family, present buying for his family, putting the bins out, driving (MrsS are you me?).

He is currently on the look out for a Christmas present for the folks - I will make suggestions if we see anything, but won't put myself out....because I pretty much do everything else ....

Ha! MrsS - I get that line too. However, a trolley dash in Bon Marche normally sorts out MIL, and FIL is getting a hamper of foody delights, things he can't get hold of in Ireland (possible because we are driving there).

My batch of Limoncello is now "infusing" and will be bottled on Christmas Eve. It tastes pretty damned good so far. It is a Kirstie Allsopp recipe here. I didn't get far on the bread sauce unfortunately, as DH had used up all the cloves making hot whisky (can't complain ).

I just watched the second episode of the documentary behind the scenes at Liberty. Oh, I love that place; I have happy memories of going down the London to see one of the wedding dresses designed by DM displayed in one of the windows; she was so proud of herself.

Oh cv I so enjoyed that liberty programme also. I applied for a window dresser visual merchandising job there when I was fresh out of college. I had an interview but didn't get the job, but that programme has made me wistful about a parallel universe in which I had actually got the job. ( sigh )
I'll have to make do with one of the liberty print robins which is sitting on my mantle !

My don't/won't list is: driving, watching ds play football unless I want to, changing lightbulbs, anything involving ladders (those often mean a handyman in our house), cooking squid. Bins and recycling, I do, I do a lot of that.

71 posts! (Seventy-one, LXXI). How do you all keep up this cracking pace? All I did was blink.

Cremo lets not get into parallel universes - that way madness lies....

DH usually does driving, watching DS play footy, emptying the bins, tidying kitchen/washing up in the evening and most ladder climbing. I am much more practical than him and like doing stuff like decorating (in small doses!) and putting flat-packs together

My day started at 4.30 am with vicious stomach upset. Then when I got up properly I found a small hole in my Woolovers jumper. I have mended the hole but still feel not quite the ticket internally.

I regret to say I tend not to do driving. I find driving v stressful, especially when DP is there and /or I am stressed/out anyway. Ironically, this means I do drive around the hair-raising Sarf Circular but not on comparatively calmer motorways as Mr Inferior reduces me to sweaty-palmed tears as he huffs and tuts beside me.

I didn't do painting walls till I suddenly painted my office, which rather took DP aback and (understandably) annoyed him as I'd never shown any interest before (God I love my office; it is most cheering in its red and pink and orange-ness. His gloomy predictions it would Set Off Your SAD were totally wrong.)

And I don't do Reaching High Things but that is more, er, physical incapacity aka being a Notorious Shortarse.