A Boy Called Christmas grabbed me with the cute boy and talking mouse.
Started watching Tick, Tick, Boom. I’ll try to watch tomorrow.
It has been so cold (high of 22) that we spent most of the day in the bedroom. I did manage about an hour out in the living room. And another hour on Diamond Painting. Oh, my living room time was watching Lost in Space. DP time listening to Les Miserables. 75% finished. It’s long even on Audible.
Today was a beautiful Christmas day. I got to use my new Instapot Air Fryer. My husband bought a bag of my yellow potatoes and cut them up according to directions. After spa treatments for 20-40 minutes I layered in two servings into the pot. After twenty minutes my husband and brother had their fries. Then the second round went through for my son and I. Yes, they were yummy but this wasn’t enough, even though everyone had two helpings.
Part two of the meal was far harder than I expected. Four leg quarters, frozen. Sounded easy enough. After all I managed a whole turkey, albeit small for Thanksgiving.
But the quarters were frozen solid in a way that wouldn’t fit the pot. So microwave defrost for more than a half hour. Finally, my husband and I chopped them apart. Once again, I divided the eating teams. Instapotted two while I pulled out my pressure cooker to cook the other two. Instapot was 21 minutes. Pressure cooker only 8. Which should have the insta? Both got the air fry treatment. Both tasted yum! But that dinner left a lot to be desired while using far more kitchen and strength than it should. We will have to rethink how to best use Instapot and air fryer. Mostly I eat salmon and salad or spinach or spring mix. In fact, I haven’t eaten chicken for 40 years. I’m glad we didn’t have company. So, it was a perfect Christmas?
No, really, it was a Wonderful Christmas. I hope yours was, too.
I hope all my friends and family have health, and love for this Christmas.
Meanwhile, we have no internet, or data, or cell. At least we’re warm. They say the internet will be back up by midnight. This storm is causing it’s trouble. Still
“Sometimes our deepest hate is for the things we cannot change about ourselves.” Said by the oldest Witcher, Vesemir.
I’m really enjoying The Witcher. The other quote I almost chose as the One-Liner was, “Never look a giftwhore in the mouth.” But it seems a bit too far. By the way, that one was stated by the prostitute supposing to help Yennifer.
Working on my series: Haven.
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Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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