On New Years day. ..we went to bed in the wee hours of the morning. ..after waving goodbye to our friends. ..and then .. at seven on the dot . ..as is my custom . ..I woke up . . .(crazy inner clock). ..and moseyed to the kitchen to look out the window .. and this was my first sight.
I smiled at the soft white garland on my Alberta Spruce tree .. .and went back to the bedroom .. .and stood beside the bed. . .and whispered. . . are you awake yet?
To celebrate the new year we splurged on Whole Wheat Toast and cheddar cheese .. .with a dessert of half a slice of whole wheat toast with peanut butter and strawberry preserves .. .
Every now and then a girl just has to throw caution to the wind and set aside those high fibre cereals .. .don't you think?
My plan had been to begin to dismantle the tree while my beloved did chores in the morning .. .but . . .in good conscience . .. I simply could not remove ornaments when the tree is so lovely and the background so perfect. . . so we bargained that tree and I ... I'll admire it for the weekend .. . and it will hold tight to it's needles ..
I rang my beloved up in the barn . ..and asked if he could spare a flat of eggs. . . for the Portzelky. He brought them in at lunch time and I mixed up a massive batch for the late afternoon festivities.