Good
Morning! There won’t be a writing challenge today folks, because, quite frankly
I’m too tired to come up with a new challenge. We didn’t get home from my
husband’s Christmas party until midnight, and I am seriously dragging this
morning.
Yesterday’s
bread making went well, but it almost didn’t. Remember I said for the bread to
come out right, the weather conditions needed to be ideal and how, even when
they are, because there is no recipe, I still mess it up sometimes? Well
yesterday I had everything churning in the Kitchen-aid when I hear this little
voice in the back of my brain say “yistaw” which in Slovak means eggs. I look
around and sure enough, there on the counter and not in the mixing bowl are the
five egg yolks waiting to be put into the batter. In went the eggs, and the
bread was saved. Thank you Baba!!
So,
after seven hours of work, I ended up with six crustanik (nut rolls) and one
Cratchunik (Christmas bread).
The
one cut in the picture didn’t pop, I just had it too close to the one next to
it in the pan and they baked together. It wouldn’t have been Christmas if they
had all come out perfect. LOL
My
girls slept over their brother’s house on Friday night. When he and his
girlfriend brought them home yesterday, and they walked into the house, my son’s
said, “It didn’t feel like Christmas until I walked in here. Now it smells like
Christmas.”
I
so get what he means. I remember my first Christmas in my own place. Money was
really tight, and all the extra, I spent on getting gifts for my family and
friends. I had nothing left to get a Christmas tree or any decorations for my
apartment. I figured I was never home anyway with going to school and working
two jobs, so what difference did it make. Yeah, I was putting on a brave front;
one which my boyfriend (now husband) saw right through.
A
few days before Christmas, I come home from work, flip on the switch for the
living room light, and what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a
completely decorated tree filled with love and holiday cheer. While I was at
work, he got a tree and lights and set them up and then went and got all of my
ornaments from my mother’s house, plus some other Christmas decorations she
gave him, and he decorated my apartment for me. It was the best gift EVER!
Okay,
I only have a few minutes to get ready for church, so I’ve got to boogie. Hope
you have a wonderful day, and happy writing!
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