Well, howdy there internet peeps.
Wife made holiday cookies yesterday, and I had to frost them. Well, she doesn't do frosting. She makes her own butter cream icing. It's yummy but different than what I grew up on. That was just powdered sugar and milk. Wife called it a glaze. I told her it's at least double the sugar to milk ratio she uses in a glaze.
Not sure what you grew up with, but I've learned to not complain and just frost/ice/glaze whatever sweet things she puts in front of me.
Unfortunately, there are a lot of cookies missing by now... They just jump into the bowl I'm carrying whenever I pass through the kitchen.
And, poor wife realized today that her scratchy throat due to dry air (I run multiple humidifiers this time of year, our air isn't dry)... nope she's got a cold. or whatever is going around. Covid test negative so far.
And, since I have to drive my mother to 2 (count them, TWO) doctor appointments tomorrow, I'm avoiding getting close to her, and washing hands often. I'll probably sleep in the recliner just to give myself a better chance of dodging what she's got.
Oh, and it's snowing in NE Indiana. Here's a pic to prove it. I got my cookie fuelled, one-mile walk in right before the snow hit, but the walks were getting slickery by the time I got back. I might have to shovel the front walk, and the patio. Since the Amazon drivers come in the back gate, I want to make sure they've got a clear path to get the package out of the weather and away from porch pirate gaze.
Oh, and we've got two of those black cat cutouts attached to the fence. Wife insisted they needed Santa hats. So she made a couple.
They are cute.