We admitted we aren't perfect. . .
Which is to say, we did nothing--or at least not anything on our list. We spent the whole day tiling and working on our rental reno and then came home and cleaned the house a little and baked bread (another weekly tradition around here--can I just say YUM?. . .note to self: post bread recipe on food blog).
We did watch the second have a Farewell Kris Kringle (since we started it so late we hadn't finished it yet), but other than that. . . nada.
But on a side note, while we were watching TV in our dark, partially clean, kid free family room, we heard the strangest crinkling sound coming from our kitchen. We paused the TV and Chuck got all in a dither and started barking towards the kitchen table.
Our first though was that we had a mouse. Eww.
So we tiptoed over to the kitchen and held really still and listened. . . it was coming from the table. . . it was coming from the paperwhites!
They were literally popping out of their little bud husks and crinkling open. Crazy.
Now they are blooming all over the place and staring to flop over. I need to get some sticks and tie them back up again. But they make it feel (and smell) like Christmas around here!
{Have you ever smelled a paperwhite in bloom? They stink--my neighbor thinks they smell like bad breath! But after five or so years of planting them at Christmas time the smell has a positive association now. . . sort of like the lake turning over in Utah used have (it signalled the start of fall and spring)!}
Mystery solved!
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