celebrate good times (come. on.)

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I know, two posts so close together in time, but…

TODAY IS SAINT NICHOLAS DAY!!!! And it’s my first time celebrating it ever. And Dawg is doing overnight vollies. So I’m trying my best to prepare our home for Saint Nick’s arrival after 5:30am. It’s more work than I expected. I wish Ripley had thumbs.

Today is ALSO Sour‘s birthday!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, sisterfriend! I hope your enjoy your chipmunk eating a strawberry until I stop being lazy and send you the gift that’s been sitting with my stuff since a few days after I moved to NYC!

Happy Saturday, world!

12 thoughts on “celebrate good times (come. on.)”

  1. I may be having a brain thingy, but I had never really heard of Saint Nicholas Day until just the past couple of days. Now, everywhere I look I see it being touted. Hmmm.

  2. I tried to bake some cookies as a surprise for my parents.

    Would you have guessed that it’s a bad idea to use several recipes at once and try to make an average out of them ? Blew my mind.

  3. Thanks for the reminder! I just slipped a candy cane and today’s version of “Love’s Baby Soft” into both of my girls’ shoes.

  8. BEE-bzzt, I assure you this is my first year knowing of its existence. It’s a German thing… and I’m not German, but I’m happy to play along for the rest of forever if it means I get a stocking!!!

    Creature, yah… that only works for people who totally know what they’re doing. I can only bake a cookie if I follow the directions exactly.

    Colleen, you’re welcome! Hope the girls enjoyed!

    Kris, I am so confused what is so special about the December 5/December 6 part, but then again, December 24/December 25 is pretty arbitrary.

    Sour, you found it. Glad you love him! And your meatloaf!

    DB, back atcha!

    Dawg, yes, I’m guessing St. Nicholas Night is going to be pretty fantastic. I just took a shower and changed the sheets. :grins:

  9. About the cookies again – Once they’d cooled down, they turned out to be fairly fine. By in-house standards. Regular mileage may vary.

  10. This helps explain a bit more.

    But long story short, he was a bishop, not a guy surrounded by elves with a hefty belly and three hookers. And he didn’t ask children what they wanted for Christmas, but rather whether or not they’ve been good and obeying their parents. It was more of a religious thing and they were given traditional things like apples, oranges, prayer card, pierniki (honey cookies akin to gingerbread), nuts, and occasionally coins.