Charlie brought home some presents from his trip to Europe, among them an expensive Christmas cake from the 'famous' Hotel Sacher in Vienna. He took great care to pack it well, so it wouldn't get squashed, although there's only so much you can do when your bags are in the hands of those ever so gentle airport workers. (Miraculously, some glass Coca-Cola ornaments survived!) Anyway, it got here okay, and we cut it up for sampling with a lot of pomp and circumstance. . . . Unfortunately the kids all thought it was gross, so poor Charlie ended up taking most of it to work. All of his colleagues/coworkers loved it, or said they did. Must be a grown up thing. I mean, who'd have thought that putting apricot jam in chocolate cake would be weird? : )
Ah, the Advent Adventure. . . . I look forward to it with joy. Will the kids like their presents? Will the Christmas parties go well? Will there be lots of interesting confrontations with the in-laws? "Permit me a cruel chuckle. . . . " HAA ha ha ha ha ha ha!
What will we do, stuck here with each other for 2 whole weeks? Will Aleia throw up at Aunt Jean's again. . . . .
And the saga continues. : )