Sunday, December 4, 2011

A Tiny 1st Sunday of Advent

The previous topic of my postage stamp kitchen brings me to my postage stamp house. Which I would like to point out that I love. It has all the cozy of the kind of ancient cottages I grew up in back home BUT (most importantly) doesnt leak/have mold where the dry rot meets the rising damp, has actual electricity. It lacks charm but I have managed to over come this by cramming it full of books and oversized squashy furniture. 
This leaves barely enough room for anything else but..... ho hum. Now however the combo of Christmas/Parties/Visiting Family and Stubbed Toes (mine!) I must make room somehow. And find space to fit all the food/appliances/people that are needed to create spectacular holiday feasts (and really boring leftovers) for a bunch of people with allergies galore. 
I'm sure there are many people for whom a bread maker is a gimme not a gotta but not this house. faced with the choice between space for a toaster OR the bread maker I opted to call the toaster a masterpiece of decor and both stayed. I need a food processor but ive had to be honest and say there is no more room! I am working on a kitchen-aid but the no space/no money double whammy is keeping us from having one and calling it something ridiculous like 'coffee table art' to justify leaving it in the living rooms one inch of available space. 
Lest you think Im the crazy Hoarders lady. I'm not. This is a 1000sqft house with three bathrooms. that means we're living in 750sqft max once youve included the stairs. I used to live in an open plan 2400sqft double wide with an island kitchen and walk in pantry. I HAD SPACE. I filled it with all the things that make a literary/culinary/horsie weirdo a happy and productive person. so i have nine million books, three zillion loaf/muffin/egg doohikies and more leather and straps than the annual erotica LA convention could shake a french tickler at. 
in 750sqft and one storage unit. 
in this space i will now force. a deep freezer. A 6ft+ Noble Fir. all our friends. AND more toys and stuff on Christmas day because they cannot live in my closet and behind the dryer forever. I may only wear jeans and tee's but I would like to be able to put them away because that would mean i had a bedroom floor. 


It is the first Sunday in Advent and in the spirit of my own childhood memories I have done the following,
Skipped Church
Bought the big dinner
Added a glass of wine to my afternoon plans
Dragged all the Christmas boxes from behind the dryer. 

It is TREE TRIMMING day today and from amidst the chaos of my home a spacious and festive Blue and Silver Christmas will emerge. (By tuesday latest. Promise)

Then I will vacuum my fifteen available sqft of carpet AGAIN and wash the door frames AGAIN because everything gets touched 11zillion times and toddler tyke is sticky and THEN I will begin THE BAKING. 
So dear friends. If you find yourself in need of a few inches of middle do drop by and sample the bounty. You get to eat all the ones that turned out badly/stuck/i miss spelled Christmas on that cannot go to the Gift List. Like the year I had a few too many and put little icing trees on what turned out to be driedel cutout cookies..... or the Year I did the last fifty with Happy Hogswatch because i was listening to an audiobook two glasses past sensible (and in ridiculous sleepdebt)
So come one comee all. Its m'n'm brownies first. Always loads of stick-it-back-together-with-frosting there

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