from_the_corner | (no subject)

I've spent the whole day in the kitchen, preparing stuff for tomorrow (in Poland main Christmas dinner is on Christmas Eve). I think I might also - accidentally - tortured my neighbors with my poor singing... I can't help it - it's automatic, always happens when I'm making anything more than a sandwich *g*

I'm exhausted.

And not entirely happy with the results. Especially the damned pierogi - I've made like 100 of them and they taste a bit suspicious. Not bad, but not exactly how they should. Or maybe I'm just freaking out.

Anyway, the - hm, no idea how to translate it's name - needs just a few minutes on the stove, the apple pie is in the oven. The whole flat smells like cinnamon and spices (I love that smell). I think I can lay down on the couch, with a glass of wine (or two) and watch "Under the mistletoe". Yeah, I know, cheesy, but it's a rare occasion to see any movies with guys from Stargate in our tv. And it's not like Shanks is hard on the eye, too ;-)

So, Merry Christmas.

Or Happy Frelling Holidays... ;-)