While pulling out boxes of holiday decorations, that somehow seemed to be overshadowed by much larger heavier boxes, a lone box, sealed and simply marked books, seemed to appear out of nowhere. I do not remember putting it on top of the boxes of fragile ornaments. The only other person in this household looked like a deer in headlights when I questioned the origin of "the box." What seemed to be an uncomfortably long silence as our brains re-booted, was really a senior moment. As the proverbial light bulb appeared as somewhat of an apparition, we both, as if on cue, reached to open "the box." Much like a child were tearing open his bounty from Santa, the big reveal about to take place, I make mention, "perhaps it is the other half of my food processor!" Sheer disgust is the best description I can conjure up in regards to the look I received from the Egg-Nazi. As for myself, I would be pleased to find the other half of that small kitchen appliance, it was last seen in Orlando! That being a totally different and untold story."What, what's wrong with wanting to find it?" I snap. "Give it up, time to let go, that baby couldn't take the abuse from you and knew when it was time to sign off!" he sarcastically replies.
No jewels, no long lost valuables, no highly anticipated items or excitement that we'd found something we had misplaced, proper labeling said it all, "BOOKS." After the big letdown, I noticed a few older magazines at the very bottom. Most of the ads on the perfectly preserved glossy pages, did not have web addresses and coupons were outdated by ten years. In the spirit of the season, they were holiday magazines. I must of kept them for the cookie recipes, one can never have enough cookie recipes. As I browsed through the pages, paying particular attention to some of the ingredients, familiarity seemed to be jumping from page to page. Different colors of sugar now, a few added shapes, pistachios instead of peanuts, espresso instead of coffee crystals, penuche instead of dark chocolate, which is soooooo much better for you and there you have it, a new and improved magazine of holiday baking. Change the decor, plates, kids helping with the baking, update the packaging, add re-cycled containers, a mug shot of Martha, Stewart that is and we are ready to go for 2011. Oops, forgot the www.something to order everything shown and this year's magazine is good to go.
As for the do-it-yourself treasure chest of holiday crafts, the pages screamed of, oh dear God forgive me, senior center crafts! Angels made from plastic dish soap containers, pipe-cleaner snowmen and reindeer and.........my all-time favorite, the doll pillow crocheted in holiday colors, "Golden Girls" revisited! Understand my sarcasm, I have seen these articles for sale........NOW! I'd like to think I have progressed farther than that. I never understood why someone would cut a perfectly good dish towel in half, crochet a top to it and attach to your oven door. Couple of things I find quite bothersome......unless you have a wall oven, every time you open the oven door, the thing drags the floor, very sanitary don't you think?! Can't use it as a means of protecting your hands when removing hot baking sheets of cookies, it's attached to the door! Alas, if the dishtowel is terry cloth and the top is crocheted with a yarn, machine washing makes those irritating little white balls all over the yarn. Now that I think about it the Egg-Nazi has a knack for doing that to the laundry as well!
Perhaps my New Year's resolution will be "bury the pack rat!" In the depth's of our walk in closet there must be more unexplored boxes. I'd like to think that as follow through with my resolution,the better half of the food processor will make an appearance. Wishful thinking, perhaps!
No jewels, no long lost valuables, no highly anticipated items or excitement that we'd found something we had misplaced, proper labeling said it all, "BOOKS." After the big letdown, I noticed a few older magazines at the very bottom. Most of the ads on the perfectly preserved glossy pages, did not have web addresses and coupons were outdated by ten years. In the spirit of the season, they were holiday magazines. I must of kept them for the cookie recipes, one can never have enough cookie recipes. As I browsed through the pages, paying particular attention to some of the ingredients, familiarity seemed to be jumping from page to page. Different colors of sugar now, a few added shapes, pistachios instead of peanuts, espresso instead of coffee crystals, penuche instead of dark chocolate, which is soooooo much better for you and there you have it, a new and improved magazine of holiday baking. Change the decor, plates, kids helping with the baking, update the packaging, add re-cycled containers, a mug shot of Martha, Stewart that is and we are ready to go for 2011. Oops, forgot the www.something to order everything shown and this year's magazine is good to go.
As for the do-it-yourself treasure chest of holiday crafts, the pages screamed of, oh dear God forgive me, senior center crafts! Angels made from plastic dish soap containers, pipe-cleaner snowmen and reindeer and.........my all-time favorite, the doll pillow crocheted in holiday colors, "Golden Girls" revisited! Understand my sarcasm, I have seen these articles for sale........NOW! I'd like to think I have progressed farther than that. I never understood why someone would cut a perfectly good dish towel in half, crochet a top to it and attach to your oven door. Couple of things I find quite bothersome......unless you have a wall oven, every time you open the oven door, the thing drags the floor, very sanitary don't you think?! Can't use it as a means of protecting your hands when removing hot baking sheets of cookies, it's attached to the door! Alas, if the dishtowel is terry cloth and the top is crocheted with a yarn, machine washing makes those irritating little white balls all over the yarn. Now that I think about it the Egg-Nazi has a knack for doing that to the laundry as well!
Perhaps my New Year's resolution will be "bury the pack rat!" In the depth's of our walk in closet there must be more unexplored boxes. I'd like to think that as follow through with my resolution,the better half of the food processor will make an appearance. Wishful thinking, perhaps!
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