There was a time when I loved to wrap presents, but not anymore. I have had a difficult time getting started but this morning I decided I had to begin somewhere. I've wrapped two gifts and I'm tired of it. I'm lucky I don't go really hog wild with buying presents!
They're Back! I decided to hang both hummingbird feeders from the front porch awning, as it is easy to take them down for cleaning and refilling. I'd need a ladder if I hung them outside the kitchen window. The birds have discovered the feeders and are gradually returning to make me smile.
Wouldn't you know it but after the quick shopping trip I made this morning, I'm starting to realize all the little things I forgot to get. Gift tags, and things like that. It means another trip, but certainly not for the rest of today as the crowds and traffic can only increase throughout the day.
Last night I watched a program I had recorded of performances by Victor Borge. From the time he was a young man until he reached old age, he was one of the funniest performers I've ever seen. The show was seen on public TV, of course, where some of the best programming originates.
I'm looking at a really huge and really dark cloud making it's way over my house. It's not the first that I've seen today, and I hope it's laden with snow on it's way to the Lake Tahoe ski resorts.
UPDATE: I'm breathing fire!
I'm having my sister and her husband for lunch on the 19th and having a bit of anxiety over what to serve. This morning I bought some pork tamales, and just heated one for myself to see if they are tasty. They are superbly tasty, but the first bite took my breath away. I love them this way, but wish they were just a tad less hot. Now I wish I had steamed two for me. Mmmmm good!
I used to make my own tamales when I lived in Virginia. Mine were smaller than these, and they were a pain to make but were delicious. Once I made 75 tamales and left them in the steamer - I went out for a short time and when I got back, my son Joe and his friend Frank (about 14 yrs old maybe) had eaten most of the tamales. You can't underestimate the appetite of 14 year old boys! All that work, and they left me only 4 or 5 of them!
I think you can buy the masa already prepared here in California, but Northern Virginia was another story, and I had to make everything from scratch. I also learned to make empanadas from a local Peruvian woman, and I don't know which I liked more - tamales or empanadas. I sure don't cook like that anymore.
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