I’ve just been grocery shopping. It was fun! Although, I think someone ran over a squirrel in the commissary parking lot. It was hard to tell, there was this little gray pancake with a long, curved, slightly furry line coming out of it. Perhaps someone just dropped a pipe-cleaner in some gum. I doubt it, but who can say?
Anyway, they’ve put up all of the Thanksgiving ingredients and many of the Christmas ones, which (although I wasn’t buying any) put me in the holiday mood. I spent the whole shopping trip singing – albiet a bit under my breath – that song from that Rudolph movie they show every year. You know the one – “It’s the most…wonderful tiiiime…of the yeeeear.” I couldn’t find a link to just the music, or to a Christmassy video with the song but you can put this up in another window and listen while you do something else (Please excuse the giant robots.) so you can get your Christmas on!
Now, Mom, I know that the rule is ‘no Christmas carols before Thanksgiving,’ and I know that many people (myself included) have strong feelings about the way that stores try to sell you Christmas trees in September, but somehow ingredients for Christmas have slipped through the cracks. It’s the loophole!
Don’t blame me. Blame the nutmeg.
Speaking of baking, I picked up five gorgeous Granny Smith apples while I was shopping. I had meant to get a few for snacking, but they were so big and beautiful that I got five (I can only assume I was under the influence of the nuts and egg nog), and I have an urge to bake something with them. We’re trying to eat healthily, though – anyone have apple ideas that are not swimming in sugar? Please do share, but for now I’m going to listen to the song again.