Have just made a batch of sour cream cookies (which are definitely one of those things that taste better raw than cooked, even though they're damn yummy cooked, so its hard to resist eating too much mixture). I'm waiting for them to cool, and feeling that slightly queasy feeling of eating slightly too much mixture ;) The parents were watching the recent-ish Matt Lucas, Mark Gatiss version of
The Wind in the Willows while I was cooking, and it looked pretty good, though I was disturbed because it made me want Mole/Rat slash.
Yesterday - yum cha and marathon of entire first season of ANTM. I'd not seen quite all of it, especially in order.
Today - we got stuck into moving stuff to my sister's new unit (she's aiming to be living there by the end of the first week of January, so hopefully we'll be able to pick up lots of the stuff she still needs in post-Christmas sales). Also, did hopefully-last-before-Christmas grocery shop, and delivered presents to family we're not seeing on the day.
Tomorrow - make two of the three salads (potato and wombok) for Christmas day, tidy and set dining room table. Mum'll make dessert (chocolate mousse), so our major things to make on the day will be the seafood, green salad, and bbq lamb. Not too bad, given how over the top things normally are around here.
*sigh* I'm going to miss my sister. I was flicking through the tv program, and started to critique the Christmas Day choices.
Me: Ben-Hur twice in one day? That's too much Charlton Heston, plus, if anything, it should be shown at Easter.
[us trying to remember details, like who had leprosy and how Christ's blood heals them or something)
Her: Oh, I vaguely remember that. Plus, there's that bit where Tony Curtis stands up and says "I'm Ben-Hur! I'm Ben-Hur!"
Me:...that's...Spartacus.
Her: Shut up! Shut up! [as mum, dad and I just lost it]