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Tree 2017 is small, bushy and not a bit photogenic, poor baby (and pathetic cellphone camera does not help -- where from all that pink light?) But it's up, it's decorated, and the Grandbaby's gifts are now under it (she falls outside the 'no gifts' rule, being small and cute).

Usual food report --- on track. Gammon is cooked, I'll glaze it tomorrow (my father always insisted on some kind of ham on the table for the meal and I guess I was brainwashed you - I was going to give it a miss this year, but I cracked). Trifle is made. There was an Incident with the cream --- I thought it had rather set in the carton, poked a spoon in and had a small volcano of very liquid whipping cream in my face --- and the custard is a tablespoon beyond thick and into Well Set, but it will all be fine once the sherry's done its work.

R made Christmas mince pies this year, under supervision. Practice will make perfect.

Tomorrow I just have to do the roast, make cauliflower cheese and Oshun's beans and maybe glaze some baby carrots. Oh and roast potatoes, otherwise there'd be a divorce. I don't know why I'm fussing like this. Habit? M and J are going to his parents for Church and lunch and then coming here for trifle, so it's just us for the main meal, but it may as well be nice and anyhow there might be enough leftovers to save me from having to cook for a few days.

Usual writing update: the lotr_comm Yule fic isn't. But then I was paging back through these Christmas Eve entries and see this is in fact not so unusual. Whatevah. The other writing is something I don't want to talk about because it makes me emotional (as in tearful and rocking under the table a bit).

It's only 17C tonight but the humidity is 71%, so I can't work out if I'm overheated or slightly chilly. Put on extra top, take off extra top, put on extra top..... It's usually a bit drizzly but really humid on Christmas Day, so we're right on track.

Wishing everyone on my flist both on LJ and DW a wonderful relaxing day with people you love. Season's blessings and my love to you all.

Date: 2017-12-25 00:40 (UTC)
ysilme: Wooden door handle shaped like a sperm whale on a red barn door. (Xmas)
From: [personal profile] ysilme
I think the tree looks lovely as it is. I much prefer special trees to the seemingly perfect ones you see everywhere.
The other writing is something I don't want to talk about
*particularly kind and sympathetic hugs*

Date: 2017-12-25 14:26 (UTC)
hhimring: Estel, inscription by D. Salo (Default)
From: [personal profile] hhimring
Thank you! Season's blessings to you, too!

Date: 2017-12-25 15:52 (UTC)
la_samtyr: sunset (sunset)
From: [personal profile] la_samtyr
I think the tree is lovely!

*hugs*

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