I think it's safe to say that I've *officially* underestimated the amount of work that I've got to do for Christmas this year. And I'm not even talking about the knitting.
I've somehow managed to parlay my way into having 17 people over for Réveillon (That's Christmas Eve for you non-Frenchies out there), and I'm only now realizing that it's not going to magically sort itself out all by itself. *I* actually have to do it. I have to feed and entertain 17 people. Oy Vey.
Normal people would look at the size of their house (I can comfortably sit 4 people in my living room), the size of the group, and make a reservation at their local Chinese Buffet or something.
But not me! When faced with the devastating truth of 17 people crowding into my tiny house, expecting me to feed them and make them Merry, what did I do? I made bread. And I'm not talking about your standard "stick it in the machine and press the START button" bread. No bread machine, no food processor. Just me and the dough, working it out. It was very therapeutic.
I made 4 loaves this morning, but I think I might make another 2 tomorrow. I mean honestly? 4 loaves (OK 3 and a half, we ate one today) of luscious, scrumptious, delicious homemade bread for 17 people? SO not going to happen.
I also had the love Kate-the-Enabler over for lunch, ran errands, and made a pear and butternut squash soup this afternoon.
And now it's late! I've consumed waaaaaaaay too much wine (I won't tell you how long it took me to type this post up), and I've got a big day ahead of me tomorrow. If you celebrate, I hope all your Holiday preparations are going well. Hang in there! Rhinebeck 2010 is only 10 months away!
Happy Knitting Everyone!