Sleeping like a baby

My mother in law is sleeping. This might not seem strange, being as it is 2.30pm and she is 87, but when you put it into context it is. She didn't get out of bed until 11am this morning! When she did finally appear K had gone to work, and I was about to go out for the Christmas sprouts. I guess as you get older you revert to your old sleeping habits, ie those of a small child, sleeping at every available opportunity, even when you don't really need to sleep. It is ok, I am making cookies for the mailman, finishing off the florentines that K made yesterday (coating them in chocolate), and doing a few odds and ends around the house getting ready for Christmas.

Oh, here is my vent for the day! I had to go and get air put into the tires on this dumb rental car that I have. One of the tires was all but flat! I know that it was a cheap car, but honestly. And I have the feeling that the transmission is about to die on it too. I put my foot down at the tire place and nothing happened. Now admittedly the parking lot was covered in snow and ice, but I think that the wheels should have at least spun around some! Maybe they did, and "The Christmas Shoes" was playing so loudly that I didn't hear the wheel spin. That bloody song will be the death of me I swear. I think I have mentioned it before. Oh and I remembered the name of that band that plays those god-awful Christmas tunes on the cheap radio stations, Manheim Steamroller! ARGH! That I can do with out! And Kenny G!!!! So now I have to go and retune the radio, get on with the cookies, and then check out if my MIL wants a cup of tea.

Later