Holy cold, mamas! Isn't it delightful? 35 degrees here last night. Definitely puts one in the solstice spirit. I baked sun bread using the super amazing, simplest ever, no-knead, 4 ingredient, 5-minute bread recipe
from this month's Mother Earth News
. I can't recommend it enough. I've tried A LOT of bread recipes, and this one was easiest and came out the best. (It doesn't really take five minutes when you consider the rising and baking time, but they don't since you can multitask while doing those things...) And we ate seasonal, local potato-rosemary soup by candlelight. And I read a little passage by Starhawk about the solstice being about balance. Then we went for a long dog-walk all bundled up in the wool sweaters and socks that we get to wear three times per year.
My dh is really hit-or-miss about presents. About half the time he waits till the last minute then gives me kind of a dud gift--a CD (which he carefully picks out, but still is a CD) or something that I told him in the very recent past would make a good present for me (not a dud, per say, but not incredibly thoughtful, either). And I say this knowing I am hard to please. I married a thoughtful and sensitive man intentionally, dang it, and sometimes I need to be reminded with tangibles! But the other half of the time he hand-draws my cards, beautifully and in exquisitely personal detail. And he surprises me with unexpected things. Last year I remember for my birthday he stayed up all night the night before and made me tiramisu from scratch. I was awed. And this year, too, he blew me away--he knew we didn't have much money, so for months he's been stalking this one kind of guitar on eBay, and finally last month found it for exactly how much we could spend. And it's amazing. I've been trying to pick up the guitar for three years now, but without an actual instrument of my own to practice on. But today he told me he has no ideas for Christmas, either, so there you go.
Amy, Kavita, the party sounded lovely!
Gunter, I am baking no sweet things this year because I've become rather sensitive to them, too (but because of the pregnancy, QoC, not because I've abstained enough to lower my tolerance!!). But even not baking ourselves, enough friends and family have passed along candies, cookies, and such of every stripe so that we are by no means deprived. Speaking of which, Woody has a second cavity at the moment. I'm trying not to be bummed, again, but it's hard. Very few sweets; no juice; Xylitol toothpaste; lots of good greens, proteins, and raw cheese; toothbrushing twice a day and flossing every night; I don't even have a good target for my disappointment--this is so better than I had at his age, and yet I didn't get cavities until I was 9 or 10...
AND... I'm 37 weeks today! Greenlighted for my homebirth until January 26th!