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Gingerbread Tardis Laugh all you want. She liked it. :-)

[EDIT: It had a light on top -- a white gumdrop -- but she ated it.]

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A friend* said that redbird said people were listing where they spent nights away from home in 2008.

Let's see:

Many nights in San Diego, either in my mother's hospital room, at her home, or at my dad's.

I don't think there's anywhere else, but anyone who knows otherwise can correct me.



*The friend's post was locked; redbird's wasn't.

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So I was making my mom's ham recipe for our christmas(observed) dinner, and I had to call my mom and verify that it really does take that much sugar.

Me: So, a can of pineapple, a *one-pound box* of brown sugar, and a teaspoon of ground cloves? Is that right?

Her: Yep.

Me: A whole pound of sugar?

Her: Yes, a sixteen-ounce box.

Me: Wow, that seems like a lot of sugar.

Her: Oh, no, the cloves cut the sweetness.

Holy. Crap.

But the house does smell like my childhood, and that's usually a good thing. :-)

Kili and the blue dish

I made the ham in the blue dish that my friend Kili and I always tease each other about. She has the same pan, and we joke about how I need to wash it and get it back to her in time for her next batch of kalua pig or somesuch.

Kili died today. I will miss her, and I will always think of her whenever we have kalua pig or stuffed mushrooms or portabella burgers, or whenever I use that damn blue baking dish.

I loved her. She was pure goodness, through and through.

Anyway.

Christmas(observed) dinner was as follows:

Mom's ham with pineapple gravy
Baked potatoes (butter, sour cream)
Corn
Carrots
Green beans

I don't really love ham (okay, I don't like it much at all), but the nostalgia factor made it yummier than I would normally find it. And the kid and someotherguy approved.

Now Christmas is over. Well, not counting all the dishes. It's been a quiet, peaceful week, and I'm grateful for it.