I am very tired. I took a wonderful three hour nap yesterday afternoon which was great because it made the drive home to Philly quite enjoyable not falling asleep at the wheel. My roommate was watching tv and Mike suggested we go to my local dive appropriately named 'The Dive' to catch the remainder of Family Guy and watch American Dad (I hate that show) and have a beer. Mike was still mourning the part of him he says died on the way home when he got the call that his band, Sycamore Dreams, is no longer. If anyone quit the band it would have been Mike so he was greatly surprised when he learned that it was his drummer that decided to drop out. Mike was mixed with shock and a twist of relief and ultimately saddened to hear the news.
I sleep beautifully. Sleep has never really been a problem, just nightmares. I was amazed at the fact that I just did not sleep last night. I tried and tried and nothing ever happened. My eyes are burning and my back is killing me and I just want to put my head down. I'm sure last night was just a fluke, but very strange for me.
I have things to do every night this week. This is probably the busiest week of the year and although I am very much on schedule, I stll have to bake and that must wait until the last possible minute and I still have packing to do for twelve days. That stuff I don't mind so much. It's just that just thinking about Christmas is making me tired.
It's all the running around. Christmas Eve is nice and all but we promised Mike's mom we'll go to midnight mass. Last year I was passed out by 11:30. Christmas morning is just go go go. I'm contemplating not going to see my mom's side of the family for the first time in my life. It's just so much. But I really want to go but I know I'll be exhausted. Then back to Mike's for brunch and then to mom's for 3:00 dinner. After that is nothing. I'll really kick back and enjoy myself then. Monday is a lengthy ride to see Dad and his family and you never know how that will turn out so I'm partly dreading it.
I sound like a complainer. I'm just super tired and pretty crabby. It's 2:00. I can make it till 4:30 and go home. Maybe a nap is in order, but by then I may feel awake too. We'll see.
In the Kitchen this week for Christmas we will be making:
Brownie bottomed cheesecake (Special request. It was such a hit on T'Day)
Spiced red sangria (Also special request)
Bananna cream cake (I never made this but I called and asked mom what I could bring and this is what she wants. I'll have to get the recipe from her.)
Coconut Macaroons (A colleague of mine brought these to Friday's potluck and are just de-lic-ious.)
Still have to figure out what to bring to Grandpa's. Perhaps macaroons.