Posts Tagged Tarot Advent Calendar

This is it, the last post of the Advent Calendar! There won’t be a post tomorrow on this theme since, for us, Christmas starts this evening, though I will be posting again soon, if only to review the reality vs prediction of my Advent series 🙂

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Eek! It’s almost Christmas and I still have so much to do! Yesterday’s bugger-it-and-drink-Champagne-instead just didn’t happen. DD and I were hacking away at the cooking rock-face for the whole afternoon.

The final tally was 101 pierogi, a dozen mince pies (more to do today, but there’s only so much dough you can roll in one day) and an orange and almond cake, which was almost burnt because I forgot all about it in utter exhaustion and the smell* was masked by the rather good chicken and butternut curry I’d dragged myself back into the kitchen to make for dinner. (more…)

It’s beginning to smell a lot like Christmas. The fridges are groaning with food and we have enough food to withstand a fairly lengthy siege. Early this morning was my final foray to the supermarket to buy a whole salmon* for Christmas Eve. This is my contribution to the family gathering is a whole salmon, but this forms only one small course in the feast.

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Nothing much to say today. Only a few more days to go and this is getting to be a challenge, especially today.

Today’s deck is RWS. It was going to be Joie de Vivre, but I haven’t got any today so the card is 10 of Wands. That’s all.

Normal service will be resumed tomorrow.

It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas, to coin a jingle. I woke up this morning with Polish carols going around in my head. Given that the likelihood of having heard these amongst the interminably repetitive festive tunes blaring out of every shop is less than zero, this is a strong indicator that I may just be getting into the spirit of the season, ever so slightly.

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Morning, peeps. I must admit to being slightly the worse for wear this morning. It wasn’t so much the quantity of beer I consumed last night, as my utter failure to remember to rehydrate before going to bed. Hence, a broken night’s sleep due to several awakenings during the night needing to stop my mouth feeling like the bottom of a parrot’s cage.

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