Recap

Yesterday. 

Morning. 

Wake-up.

(Blink-blink.)

Oh.

OH!

Lots to do!

Get moving.

Yawn.

7:30.

Clock stops.

Power outage. 

WHAT?

Generator.  

Extension cords.

Yikes.

Plans.

PLANS!

We’re scheduled to celebrate an early Christmas in the evening with six family members and mountains of gifts (already wrapped, whew) as well as a festive meal a la Chef Gramma featuring a million (at least) hors d’oeuvres, homemade French bread, two soups, and…must not forget THESE…gluten-free, sugar-free, dairy-free raisin bread, lemon squares, and walnut brownies. 

No oven.

No stove.

Cancel?

NO.

Not yet.

Nerves.

Minutes.  Hours.

Do.  Nothing.

Quiet kitchen.

Reschedule?

NO.

11:00. 

Power!

Lights, action!

Overdrive.

Multi-task.

Zoooooooom! 

Speed-cook.

Crazy.

6:00. 

Panting.

Barely done.

Guests arrive.

Little girls.

Red velvet dresses.

White tights.

Adorable!

Candlelight.

Beautiful. 

Wine.

 Smiles.

Laughs.

Eager kids, waiting for presents.

SPECIAL!

Food.

More food.

Cookies.

More cookies.

Santa!

Red hat.

Grampa.

Big belly.

Shredded wrapping paper.

“Mine puzzles, work them!”

Toys.

More toys!

Grownup toys!

All done.

Hugs.

Thank-yous.

Good-bye.

Clean-up.

Dishes done.

Floor swept.

Midnight.

Sleep…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.