I cannot, CANNOT, believe that this is the last day of the year. This has been quite the big year, what with our baby turning one, buying a house and related accoutrements, both Aaron and I being ridiculously busy at work, and a wonderful, beautiful daughter who absolutely refuses to sleep most of the time. Add to that Gabbie being sick twice in the past three weeks, and to say that we're exhausted would be a bit of an understatement.
But! The last two nights Gabbie graced us with full nights of sleep, I finished up and submitted two big reports by yesterday at 10 a.m., and I'm hopped up on all kinds of caffeine. I'm rip roaring and ready to go, which is a good thing, because I have quite the to-do list to tackle today, including laundry, cleaning, cooking, shopping, and fitting this all in around Gabbie's nap schedule (ha!). I'm shooting for 5:00 to have it all done so I can look relaxed when Aaron returns from work. We'll see how it goes.
Somewhat related, since I'm working on making some right, I have a somewhat surprising confession to make. Until last weekend, I had never in my life eaten a deviled egg. Then I ate about a dozen of them, and I'm obsessed. So, I'm trying my hand at them today, in addition to making pot stickers, Asian turkey lettuce wraps, and some sort of dessert. I know the eggs don't exactly go with the rest of the meal, but I've been having a mad craving for them, so I'm making them fit somehow.
Anyway, I hope you all have a great New Year's Eve, however you celebrate, and a very peace-filled and Happy New Year!
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Ohhhh, deviled eggs are one of life's greatest joys. I'm glad you finally tried them, and by all means make them tonight -- you've have a lot of catching up to do!
You have certainly had a busy year. Here's hoping 2010 brings you lots of time to relax! Happy New Year!
Miracle Whip (make sure it's miracle whip, not mayo), and a little dill pickle juice mixed in with the cooked yolks make the best deviled eggs on the face of the planet. I like my filling smooth and not sweet tasting.
My sister has always called them debiled eggs. You think you can get Gabbie to start calling them that?
I'm all about some potstickers. When I realized that I spent almost eighty bucks one month on potstickers (yes, really...I have issues), I learned to make my own.
SO yum.
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