Post by tacosforlife on Dec 25, 2015 12:51:02 GMT -5
My ILs' house smells. I can't figure out like what, but it's gross. My husband is putting the roast in the oven now, so I'm hoping that just makes the whole house smell like meat.
My MIL has already burped twice while standing right next to me.
I'm not sure the single bottle of champagne and OJ/liqueur mixture I brought is enough.
I hate being single on Christmas. My family can't get it together to do anything in the morning. I've gone over to a friend's house the past few years for breakfast. (She has 2 kids so it's fun.) But I'm sick this year and didn't want to expose them to my germs. Instead, I'll expose some friends this afternoon. I'm making the Pioneer Woman's baked french toast.
Post by jeaniebueller on Dec 25, 2015 13:45:25 GMT -5
I can't describe how strange it is to wake up Christmas morning with no snow. This winter has been so weird. All gifts have been open, I stuffed myself with leftovers and am relaxing.
I hate being single on Christmas. My family can't get it together to do anything in the morning. I've gone over to a friend's house the past few years for breakfast. (She has 2 kids so it's fun.) But I'm sick this year and didn't want to expose them to my germs. Instead, I'll expose some friends this afternoon. I'm making the Pioneer Woman's baked french toast.
Excellent choice on breakfast. I am eating pioneer woman's baked French toast now.
As I was stuffing Mr M's stocking last night, my sister in law came over, took it out of my hands and started stuffing it herself. It was kind of an ah-ha moment for me.
The weirdness over asking what my kids want for Christmas and then implying that I didn't really know (I don't care what she gets them, but why ask?). Paring down the menu where she was making 11 things and I was making 4 by taking away two items each so it was "fair". Then "starting" my dishes...Yeah, I'm not sure what's going on, but it's not coming from me.
I still have to go to my MIL's, which involves dealing with my SIL's bad attitude. Plus, bad food. Then I have to go to pick up my mom from my brother. If I try, that part might be fun.
.....first I just have to get it up enough to shower.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
I hate being single on Christmas. My family can't get it together to do anything in the morning. I've gone over to a friend's house the past few years for breakfast. (She has 2 kids so it's fun.) But I'm sick this year and didn't want to expose them to my germs. Instead, I'll expose some friends this afternoon. I'm making the Pioneer Woman's baked french toast.
Excellent choice on breakfast. I am eating pioneer woman's baked French toast now.
I am sorry you are sick.
Thank you.
The french toast is amazing! The crunchy topping makes it.
H just failed YET AGAIN to close the bedroom door when he went out and my MIL just got to see me get out of the shower on my way to get dressed. With no clothes on, of course. Thanks H. Thanks a lot.
YOU WOULD THINK he would have learned from the time I let loose on him after he did the same thing years ago, except it wasn't my MIL, it was my then-16 yo stepson. I honestly don't know which of us was more mortified.
Post by litebright on Dec 25, 2015 14:15:22 GMT -5
To add to the chorus of cooking woes, I overcooked the cinnamon rolls. So they had some crunchy parts instead of being all soft and warm and gooey. DD2 was like, "It's okay, I just put more frosting on those parts." Out of the mouths of babes, man.
I hope that I get it together for my French apple tart for dessert tonight, because I'm going to be majorly bummed if it isn't both delicious and beautiful.
Last night, step-BIL started spouting conspiracy theories to me about the San Bernardino attack. Nope nope nope. KNOW YOUR AUDIENCE DUDE.
Also, step-SIL apparently split up with her husband sometime during the last year, which no one bothered to tell us. So you can imagine the awkward silence that descended upon the table when H asked her where her kids were.
MIL usually comes over on Christmas, but decided to go to a friend's house instead today. Yay?
At least everything has gone smoothly this morning with just the 4 of us.
To add to the chorus of cooking woes, I overcooked the cinnamon rolls. So they had some crunchy parts instead of being all soft and warm and gooey. DD2 was like, "It's okay, I just put more frosting on those parts." Out of the mouths of babes, man.
I hope that I get it together for my French apple tart for dessert tonight, because I'm going to be majorly bummed if it isn't both delicious and beautiful.
I did this last year. I decided to just make bread pudding out of them. Problem solved.
Post by greeneyedgirl on Dec 25, 2015 14:26:06 GMT -5
I'm sitting in the car in the in-laws driveway right now after a "trip to Starbucks to get the baby to sleep". Really I needed a quiet moment alone and away from everyone.
To add to the chorus of cooking woes, I overcooked the cinnamon rolls. So they had some crunchy parts instead of being all soft and warm and gooey. DD2 was like, "It's okay, I just put more frosting on those parts." Out of the mouths of babes, man.
I hope that I get it together for my French apple tart for dessert tonight, because I'm going to be majorly bummed if it isn't both delicious and beautiful.
My mom over cooked the cinnamon rolls this morning. They were still good.
She keeps trying to over feed us and plan every single meal in advance, but I can't complain.
My dad is still mad my brother didn't come for Christmas even though he has been explicit about this since thanksgiving and had 2 events to attend with his in-laws.