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Holiday baking is done and partly delivered: I have gotten platters out to my three immediate neighbors, at least, and...oh shit, I'm not done, am I, I have to make a cake for the baby-sitter. Well, the big stuff is done. Pumpkin chocolate chip bread and lemon bread from the King Arthur Baker's Companion (only the lemon bread became mini-muffins), brownies, individual cranberry cakes, gingerbread mini-muffins, and shortbread. I found 13-inch melamine plates for $1 each at Family Dollar, arranged everything on them, garnished with teeny candy canes, Hershey Kisses, and peanut butter cups, wrapped the whole shebang in colored Saran Wrap, and attached a card to each one. (Just a generic template from MS Pub, with a list of the goodies, signed by all of us and the dog.)
No one was home when I made the deliveries, which is just as well, since KC was getting ready to take Leah to dance class and the baby was ready for bed. Most people liked the bread from last year, though my next-door neighbors never even acknowledged that they received it. Hopefully they did; I left it on their doorstep, so it is entirely possible that their giant Lab mix ate it whole or something.
And then I made dinner. I have spent most of the past 48 hours in my kitchen and I am sick of the sight of it, but I made taco glop tonight and the house will smell of beans and old cheese if I do not do something. And if I don't do something, no one will.
Related to nothing: O HAY! River is in The Sarah Connor Chronicles? I didn't know that. That's what I get for just skimming Whedonesque. (One does get tired of newsworthy tidbits such as "Someone with the same name as someone who talked to Joss one time just sent me a spam mail!" Which is an exaggeration, but the feed tends to hold on to items and then post several at once and mostly I hate having to go to the site itself to click the link. Delete the feed from my LJ list, you say? But what would I complaaaaaain about then?)
OH GOD MY KITCHEN IS A MESS SOMEONE COME CLEAN IT FOR MEEEEEEEEEE! It is covered in flour and confectioner's sugar and splashes of chocolate and smears of butter and even pecans, which I did not use today but when I opened my baking cabinet an open bag fell on my head. Some of them are still on the floor, so I suspect the dog does not like nuts. It didn't stop him from sniffing around the counter all day like the world's stinkiest landshark, but that's a beagle mix for you. We tell people the other part is spaniel, but I am beginning to suspect it's goat.