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Well, I did get SOME sleep last night. It was after 2am when I finally fell asleep, which meant that I'd been up for 24 hours... I woke up at 6:15. Sleep is for wimps. Happy, healthy, well-adjusted wimps...but wimps nonetheless. I called in to work *incoherent*, which I think may be a new one.
So, I made a new batch of cinnamon pecans. Cook for a bit less than 2 1/2 hours and stir every 20 min or so. I think only a couple burned this time. Much better.
And because I'm insane, I also have a batch of chicken marsala cooking. I can now feed a small-ish army. Recently![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wild_place_king talked about his fear that he won't get *enough* to eat. Well, I have a related but slightly different fear that I won't have enough to share. I simply cannot bring just one thing to feast. I've tried. It just doesn't work. I get antsy and worried that there won't be enough for everyone. This is that same fear to the 5th power. Gah!
I also made a wedge of brie with a ribbon of pesto. Because you can never have too much pesto. :o)
But I am now DONE cooking for the weekend. Really. Really, really. I put all the major ingredients for dishes into the freezer. And my slow cookers are in the dishwasher.
Of course, this also means that for the next couple of days all we need to do is heat up the food. And that's a quite nice luxury.
Laundry is done. Clothes are organized for packing. Gift is bought and *wrapped* for my HPs for Sunday's 3* and hive. Towels are clean. Quilt is ready to be folded. All I need to do now is: vacuum, clean cat boxes, pack, feed the cats, shower, run a couple of errands, including picking up B's robe, buying ice and gas. And then I'm on my way.
Note to self, have sword ready to pick up on Sunday.
So, I made a new batch of cinnamon pecans. Cook for a bit less than 2 1/2 hours and stir every 20 min or so. I think only a couple burned this time. Much better.
And because I'm insane, I also have a batch of chicken marsala cooking. I can now feed a small-ish army. Recently
wild_place_king talked about his fear that he won't get *enough* to eat. Well, I have a related but slightly different fear that I won't have enough to share. I simply cannot bring just one thing to feast. I've tried. It just doesn't work. I get antsy and worried that there won't be enough for everyone. This is that same fear to the 5th power. Gah!I also made a wedge of brie with a ribbon of pesto. Because you can never have too much pesto. :o)
But I am now DONE cooking for the weekend. Really. Really, really. I put all the major ingredients for dishes into the freezer. And my slow cookers are in the dishwasher.
Of course, this also means that for the next couple of days all we need to do is heat up the food. And that's a quite nice luxury.
Laundry is done. Clothes are organized for packing. Gift is bought and *wrapped* for my HPs for Sunday's 3* and hive. Towels are clean. Quilt is ready to be folded. All I need to do now is: vacuum, clean cat boxes, pack, feed the cats, shower, run a couple of errands, including picking up B's robe, buying ice and gas. And then I'm on my way.
Note to self, have sword ready to pick up on Sunday.
