Alright, my first Christmas Eve sans my family. I can do this. I've got two cornish game hens thawing in the sink (who reads the package.. 5 hours per POUND? ) then into the microwave. I'm working on a gluten free stuffing with dried cranberries and walnuts, at the same time boiling potatoes to such a point that they've actually run out of water and I almost made fried potatoes. Salvaged those, and due to my increasingly prevelant obsessive holiday compulsive reaction about perfection (OHCRAP) I spent half an hour with a smoothie maker whipping them into non lumpy submission. At this point I'm also noticing the amount of dishes compiling and I take just a little more medication and a titch more of a drink to quash my OCD in the making. Ah, modern medicine.
After debating which end I was supposed to stick my trembling hand into, I removed "giblets" from the cornish hens, and decided against chasing the cat around to get the back. Instead, after he dropped them, I plopped them into a glass and stuck them in the fridge, not to be discovered again until Christmas mornings smoothie making adventure. I stuffed the little hens and put them in the oven, and surprisingly, they turned out perfectly.
Christmas Eve.. was great. We ate our delish meal (I could do it again.. I think) and went for a beautiful walk. It was fantastic. Fates smiled on our little slice of the world and it was a beautiful 8 degrees out (celsius!!). Can you believe it? I don't remember a Christmas eve in my history wherein it's been the lovely. So our walk was long and lovely, then we came back to play Trivial Pursuit and relax. Stockings were stuffed and hidden, and we fell asleep. Yay for a successful part one. *
(*contrary to what may be expressed here, I am not so challenged to spend my whole day cooking. I also managed to help dear Camote shop for his girl cousins and had a good time doing so. He noted that after I had completed my own Christmas shopping, baking, and Card mailing, that my voice had returned to it's regular sexy octave, and the amount of sighs punctuating my conversation had also gone down quite a bit. Funny things that stress does. ;-) I also managed to make a great gluten free Apple Crisp, if anyone would like the recipe let me know. *smile* See.. Not so bad.)
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