I finally figured out what we're having for Christmas dinner. I found a recipe for doing a London Broil in the slow cooker and Wallyworld just happened to have London Broil on sale. I'll throw that sucker together on Christmas morning and forget about it until we're ready to eat.
I'm also doing a deconstructed Black Forest Cake. This means I'll be baking a chocolate cake and there'll be cherry pie filling and whipped cream available for toppings.
Yes, I am lazy. Why do you ask?
By the way, Hubs is an enabler. He told me he didn't want me to have to work hard on dinner this Christmas. So I'm not gonna.
Every year I do a bunch of Christmas cards to hand deliver to people I know around the area. My friend at the bank. The gal at the post office. The gal at the feed store. It's just fun. It makes me happy and it seems to bring a little joy to them, too. Unfortunately, when I did Christmas cards for mailing, there were four people I forgot and it's a little late to send them cards now. Maybe they'll get 'after Christmas' cards.
We have a little yearling buck with a split right ear. We also have an adult buck with a split right ear. Coincidence or genetics?
I really need a haircut.
My new Unequal postcards shipped. I should have them sometime next week. They're mostly for handing out because I don't have a paperback to show people this time around.
I don't know about the rest of you, but my launch days are always super anti-climactic. Woohoo, I released a book! :a couple woohoos echo back: then :crickets:
Strangely enough, I scheduled marketing for Dying Embers and sales for DE picked up. The strange thing there is the ads haven't gone out yet. :cue Twilight Zone music:
Speaking of old stuff on TV, we watched Psycho yesterday. I hadn't seen it all the way through in decades. It's pretty good, but I tried to watch it from the perspective of someone who might've seen it when it first hit theaters - before the spoilers got out. If you look at it that way, it's freakin' brilliant. The whole way through you'd be sitting there thinking Norman's mother was the psycho and then when the sheriff tells you the mother has been dead for 10 years... :shiver: Like I said, brilliant.
And on that note, I'll let you wander off to do whatever it is you do on a Thursday. Have a great day and if you feel like it, drop some comments before you go.