Feeding four grown men three times daily keeps me whisking, swirling, and mixing around the kitchen like a sister of Rachel Ray. Since the men in question are burly sweethearts from the North Woods, they spent the day chopping wood and building sheds, and they return home with the appetite of Paul Bunyon himself.
My mother-in-law, Jane, has been feeding the men for over 30 years, and so I offer to take over whenever we visit. Let her spend the day hiking, reading, painting, and enjoying the day far far from the kitchen (for once).
My commitment to feeding the men had me up before the sun to prepare the coffee and the daily menu. Cinnabons, chocolate-chip banana-bread cookies and muffins were on the table before 8am. Now, finally, I can sit down to reflect on our Christmas vacation. Mind if I share some highlights?
Quite the carb fest, right? Even so, delicious and absolutely necessary when you keep busy from morning to night. Yesterday we had a lazy morning play Yahtzee in our pajamas. Jon had never played before, but he secured a massive win with *2* Yahtzees in the first round:
My brother-in-law Ryan is a true woodsmen. The man can chop a tree and turn the wood into just-about-anything-your-heart-desires. You need a mailbox? Bam. An arch for your wedding? He’s got that (he built ours). He’s worked with wood since he was a boy, and when I learned of his craft, I suggested he open an Etsy shop. I’m working on an official website and bio for him, so I spent the afternoon playing interview in his shed:
Jon planned to spend the afternoon shoveling snow off the roof of the house, shed, and boat dock, but I convinced him to break and just play in the snow. What’s a wife for, after all? Gotta convince the guys to have some fun.
Can you believe Christmas is tomorrow? I wish it was next week and we could prolong all the excitement and cookies just a bit longer. What about you? Are you ready for Christmas?