There’s a small comfort that this week is Thanksgiving here in the States. While I’m looking forward to having an excuse to bake in the middle of my busiest November ever, I keep wondering how on earth I’m going to actually manage to even get the rolls started. I’m guessing it’ll be the last thing I do before I go to bed on T-Day Eve. It wouldn’t be the first time I went to bed covered in flour.
Still I half wonder if my Tumus dog ornament will make another unexpected appearance around Black Friday and Cyber Monday. If it does I’ll probably be done for the season earlier than expected, but right now it’s all a matter of chance. It’s got so busy that I had to reorder more business cards.
Somewhere in all this mess I have to figure out when I will be able to get out and dig around in what is now mud in my flower beds. My bulbs have arrived, with the exception of my Day Lilies, and are in need of planting. I really don’t think I’d ask for more “hours in the day” because I’m sure whatever it would be filled with would be more urgent than planting flowers.