15 minutes is still 15 minutes even if it's late, right

I was restless as all get-out last night, so I overslept this morning and didn't do my normal blogging.

So.

Here I am at the office, blogging.

I have a bunch of little random Christmas gifts that coworkers have given me - a little glass angel, an oriental bookmark, a coffee cup, a hello kitty pen - it'll all go up on the shelf with the other bunch of random things I've collected over the years.

I actually had a spark of Christmas spirit this morning and have decided to make tamales this weekend. I've never made them without Terrie, but I have faith. I'm going to do pork and chicken ones and I'm going to rope the girls and L into the traditional fun. bwahahaha

*ahem*

It's something, right? Proof of my not-complete-denial of the holiday?

I'm not sure what I think about chocolate tamales.

Oh!

Soup.

I made the best soup on Tuesday - honest to god.

1 lb. hot italian sausage
1 lb. diced bacon
1 diced onion
3 well-scrubbed and diced potatoes
2 cloves garlic, crushed
2 cans chicken broth
2 cups chopped kale
salt and pepper
2 cups half-and-half

Cook and crumble the italian sausage. Drain. Put to the side. Cook the bacon and onions. Drain. Put to the side. Boil the potatoes and garlic in the stock until tender (20ish minutes). Add the meat and simmer for 10 minutes. Add the salt and pepper and kale and stir until the kale *just* wilts (2 minutes, maybe). Add the half and half and heat through.

Uhn.

Uhn.

Uhn.

:D