Where is my Faerie Godmother?

Christmas season upon us in full force, tonight is our Christmas banquet and dance put on every year by our church. Noche De Paz....night of peace or nachos and pez for those that don't speak Spanish.

As schedule would have it, we are having company come in the middle of the night tonight and the only time I could clean and change linens is this afternoon between church and nachos and pez....so I'm standing in the bathtub scrubbing away ( something I don't do often I'll admit cause we don't have company often enough) and I turned on the water to wet my sponge, forgetting the shower dial was up and got my hair wet.....am I going to the ball?

I could use that Faerie Godmother right now to finish the housework and find me something to wear as I sit with curlers waiting for them to cool....I do believe, I do believe

the psychology of feeding your husband

My husband is very easy to please....in fact he has never complained about a dish I've made....and I don't always make winners. Like the scrambled eggs with smelts mixed in of 1971. His worst remark is that he wouldn't care if he had that again. That's really a bad one.

But he has a few things he doesn't like and I steer away from them most of the time. He doesn't like fish. When we are being Very Good on diets, I slip in a meal of fish occasionally and he generously tolerates them, looking forward to something else next time.

This week I printed out a recipe for spinach stuffed salmon....he Really Doesn't Like Salmon. The paper sat on the counter for a few days....each night I fed him leftover turkey soup from Thanksgiving.....without complaint. One day for lunch, he actually heated some of it up himself. Finally he asked, "Were you going to make salmon?"

"Oh no, I just wanted the stuffing recipe to put in chicken".....I answered.....slyly....having fed him 4 bowls of soup in 5 days with one South Beach frozen dinner thrown in for good measure. .....amazing what the threat of salmon will do to a man's appetite!

Tonight I cooked.

I remember why I hate exercising

A little late I am in beginning my winter exercise program,...and a few pounds heavier....but a couple of days ago I "exercised" great discipline and made myself turn on the Walk Away The Pounds video and get started. As I got warmed up....a condition I particularly hate now that I am 3 years with hotflashes....I started peeling off layers....only to have the electrics man come up to the back of the house to read the meter! NEVER does anyone come to my house...unannounced.....so now I am very quick at ducking along with exercising.