||[Dec. 24th, 2013|12:26 am]
I'm late with Monday's entry because I got caught up preparing the elf trap for tomorrow night and lost track of the time. This year I won't be using an Acme elf trap, as I've never had good luck with them. All they've ever caught were stray coyotes, and coyote makes a lousy Christmas dinner. This year I swear I will have roast elf! I even bought parsnips to put in the pot with it. That's how optimistic I am! |
Today a seasonable cold spell interrupted the unseasonable warm spell that has prevailed for the last few days, but tomorrow the warm spell will return. Highs will probably be in the sixties for the rest of the week. There's still no rain in sight. This evening I irrigated the azalea bushes. One of them is looking pretty bad, and I fear it might be dying from lack of water. The lawn is looking parched, too, but I'm not going to water it. It survived summer with very little water, so I guess it can survive a dry winter as well.
It's hard to believe that the year will be ending in a little less than eight days. I hope at least one of the stores will have a sale on Guinness this week. It's nice to have Guinness to bring in the new year, but I'd rather not pay full price for it, which around here is usually almost double what I'd pay for the same amount of Sierra Nevada. Cheap porter has spoiled me for pricey stout.
Portia is nagging to get into my lap. It's terribly awkward to use the keyboard with a fat cat on my lap, but letting her curl up there is the only sure way to get her out of my face. Phew, kitty breath! I wish I already had a slice of roasted elf to distract her with.