Frantic! We have been invited to 3 parties/occasions/hullabaloos in the next 2 days. Needless to say, we are terribly excited! SHE has said that under no circumstances, can I wear my new, magic rubber boots to party #2.
I AM going to wear them. I AM. I love them and I am never, ever going to take them off. I am even wearing them now, with my pj's. I didn't know I needed rubber boots until I received them for Christmas, from Gretel. She is a star. Now, when we go tree hunting in the woods for our sculpture wood, I won't mind so much when I step in moose cakes. I love my boots.
She is busy, pounding up steaks for rouladen(German meat rolls with pickles!!)We are bringing it to the pot-luck (party#2, where I will be wearing my boots).
It is very nifty living in a house with someone who makes things.
I took out the meat to make the rolls and said "Hey!! We don't have a meat pounder-thingy!!"
Five minutes later, She came in, having made me a meat pounder-thingy out in the workshop. It is lovely and it works very well. She is doing a terrific job and they will taste yummy. Of course, they would probably taste better if She had been wearing new rubber boots while making them, but poor Gretel only has a small piggy bank. Maybe next year.
Have a Happy New Year EVERYONE!!!!
Photo: Gretel's Magic Boots
My New Meat Pounder-Thingy