Sunday morning 8 days to go
Poor James had a miserable day with his back, we did all various cures hot baths etc. However in the end it takes as long as it takes. Backs seem to be a law unto themselves. Getting out this morning was fun the car was thick with ice and took an age to defrost so I guess winter is really here. The car has one magic button which puts on everything hot at full blast so it is just a case of sitting and waiting for it to defrost rather than spending your time scraping. I did manage to get in before the hoards but I am not the only one taking advantages of this quiet time there were quite a few early morning shoppers.
The chicken curry went down well for lunch. It was only a gentle mild curry which suited Mike. Supper was equally unimaginative. Home made burgers in buns stuffed with lots of salad.
I know it's Sunday but I really fancy some leek and potato soup with crispy crusty croutons. And possibly just a splash of cream. I also have a hankering for a real carbonara and as have some good quality pancetta it seems a logical meal. My body seems to be screaming out for carbs and I am in no mood to argue. Perhaps it is the cold weather or the purgatory of waiting which is driving my quietly nuts. I think I have made all the necessary preparations so I am now at a loose end. I have deliberately left all the Christmas stuff until after Puppy Day. I have a suspicion that I may be inundated with visitors once Dante gets here. From what the breeders have said he is gut bucket so I don't think we will have any problems with finicky eating, besides there is also some competition with the other two dogs. I thought I might make a batch of mince pies to have ready to hand so visitors can have one with a drink and as they freeze so well they can just sit in the freezer until wanted.
Well on that happy note I am off to the shower before I get really cold. Have a good day all and I hope you are nice and warm cosy where you are.