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Advent, Day 20
Dec. 20th, 2022 05:49 pmBusy, busy day again... but since I still don't seem able to warm up properly, it was actually a blessing today.
It started with baking a Hefezopf with leftover marzipan and apricot jam for breakfast, because we've run out of bread and I didn't feel like leave the house. You know, being cold and all that. Instead, I baked the thing, and since the dough needs a warm environment to rise properly, I switched on the oven a bit earlier. Kitchen felt like heaven after that!
While the dough was rising, I washed the curtains that had been soaking for the last two days (and let me tell you, changing the water over thoroughly soaked and therefore very heavy curtains is no fun!). Well, actually, Louise the Older (= our washing machine) did the washing part, but I still had to lift the huge, dripping wet pieces of lace (which weighed a ton a piece) out of the soaking tub and stuff them into the washing machine. Gah!
Then I put the Hefezopf into the oven and did some crafting. The white stripes for the pedestrian crossing are now firmly sewn on, and so are the stop sign and the base for the traffic light - the latter of which will include six pieces of Velcro, eventually, but some things just can't be avoided. Of course, I only realised the basic fault of the design while all this was already done: that the car will be on the other side of the pedestrian crossing - the only place it shouldn't be! Ah, well, it will serve as the example how things aren't supposed to be done, right?
After this, the physiotherapist lady arrived and offered to hang up our curtains, which we gratefully accepted. I'm glad I'd already prepared a small Christmas gift for her and a generous sample of my cookies for her sons. She's really very nice and helpful.
When she was gone, I sat up the soup, so that we could have a very late lunch, when my friend Elise dropped by to fetch her share of the Christmas cookies. We chatted for about ten or fifteen minutes, then she had to run off, but it was lovely to see her nonetheless.
Finally, we had lunch at about half past four - Tütensuppe and Hefezopf, and we ate the sample cookies the physiotherapist lady brought us. She likes baking, too. It was a rather extravagant excuse for a cooked meal - Grandma would be mortified - but we liked it. Still, I'm looking forward to tomorrow, which promises to be a quiet day, for a change. *fingers crossed*
It started with baking a Hefezopf with leftover marzipan and apricot jam for breakfast, because we've run out of bread and I didn't feel like leave the house. You know, being cold and all that. Instead, I baked the thing, and since the dough needs a warm environment to rise properly, I switched on the oven a bit earlier. Kitchen felt like heaven after that!
While the dough was rising, I washed the curtains that had been soaking for the last two days (and let me tell you, changing the water over thoroughly soaked and therefore very heavy curtains is no fun!). Well, actually, Louise the Older (= our washing machine) did the washing part, but I still had to lift the huge, dripping wet pieces of lace (which weighed a ton a piece) out of the soaking tub and stuff them into the washing machine. Gah!
Then I put the Hefezopf into the oven and did some crafting. The white stripes for the pedestrian crossing are now firmly sewn on, and so are the stop sign and the base for the traffic light - the latter of which will include six pieces of Velcro, eventually, but some things just can't be avoided. Of course, I only realised the basic fault of the design while all this was already done: that the car will be on the other side of the pedestrian crossing - the only place it shouldn't be! Ah, well, it will serve as the example how things aren't supposed to be done, right?
After this, the physiotherapist lady arrived and offered to hang up our curtains, which we gratefully accepted. I'm glad I'd already prepared a small Christmas gift for her and a generous sample of my cookies for her sons. She's really very nice and helpful.
When she was gone, I sat up the soup, so that we could have a very late lunch, when my friend Elise dropped by to fetch her share of the Christmas cookies. We chatted for about ten or fifteen minutes, then she had to run off, but it was lovely to see her nonetheless.
Finally, we had lunch at about half past four - Tütensuppe and Hefezopf, and we ate the sample cookies the physiotherapist lady brought us. She likes baking, too. It was a rather extravagant excuse for a cooked meal - Grandma would be mortified - but we liked it. Still, I'm looking forward to tomorrow, which promises to be a quiet day, for a change. *fingers crossed*
