That's how my day started. No, now that I think about it, I'm wrong. I think what happened is that after my alarm went off for about five minutes--long enough for Hubby to stick his head out of the bathroom door--while I dreamed something where the sound of an alarm made perfect sense, I finally woke up enough to slap the snooze alarm. Then I turned off the alarm. THEN I got up. And really, the day didn't get much more exciting.
My allergies and sinuses have been acting up lately and I've had a sinus headache on and off for a couple days now. Today my teeth even hurt. Nothing, really, that popping a few Advil couldn't help, but annoying nevertheless.
Back to work today. Then to the grocery store on the way home to pick up whatever else I thought I might need for Christmas.
Are you excited about my day yet? No? Okay, how about this: I'm planning to make tamales this weekend. YAY! Shall we have a virtual tamale making get together? I'll bring the tequila! Seriously, though, I posted my tamale recipe last year--the filling is HERE and the recipe and instructions for the masa dough, wrapping, and steaming are HERE. Just in case you want to make some too. Because if you don't--if you only get to LOOK at mine--you're going to be jealous!
Now, I bet you're dying to know about the rest of my day, right? So besides getting some Christmas groceries, I got some tamale groceries. Then I came home and made sandwiches for me and Hubby for dinner (because I can't cook stuff like applesauce cakes and tamales ALL THE TIME!) and then I went into the Sweat Shop and made more Pennie Pockets. The count is up to seven now. Wanna see? I got a few more boring and dark photos before I found a camera setting that gave me this result:
And while I was on a roll, I decided to try a photo of our main, living-room Christmas tree, which never photographs well because the big red balls (stop snickering over there!) always seem to glow (stop it, I said!).
Doesn't it kind of look like one of those Hallmark cards where they blur and sort of fuzz out the sharpness of the photo to make it look more homey and romantic? Or does it just look like a photo taken by your drunk Uncle Al? Whichever, at least there are no glowing red balls in the photo! Time to go to bed, because tomorrow I have to do most of this all over again. Goodnight Blogland!