Going on about the warm weather, lack of snow. Reveling in my ability to start my car right when I wanted to leave, not a half hour beforehand. Enjoying a longer walk with Edgar, neither of us bundled up.
Spoke way too soon on that one.
Winter weather is back with full-force. And I forgot my gloves on my walk this morning.
Luckily, I made marshmallows for the numerous cups of hot chocolate that will be absolutely necessary to survive. With bourbon for a little added warmth, ya heard?
I’ll wax far more poetically about the blur of 2017 at a later date, when I’ve recovered from the shock that is this month.
There are positives to this month, no doubt. The official beginning of winter, the Christmas season, birthdays, birthdays, and more birthdays.
There are five birthdays of special import this month.
That’s a lot of cake.
I’m getting a head start by practicing. Baking, frosting, photographing. It all needs work. Messing up my mom’s birthday cake to the point of disrepair and a deluge of tears kinda hammered that point home.