I’ve been writing.

And while that is odd in itself, the even odder (more odd?) thing is that when I’m writing, and when it’s actually *gasp* going well, I have nothing to blog about.

Yesterday I made raspberry chocolate swirl fudge - in the pot it looked like a big pot of blood - and now that it’s hardened it’s got a most definite red tinge too it. I guess red works for Xmas but it seems more Halloween like to me.

I also made some peppermint bark.

That turned out well, but the peppermints made an awful sound when I chopped them in the food processor.

Now there’s nothing left to make except the stuff I need more ingredients for. Tomorrow I’m having lunch with a friend and then I’ll go to the grocery store after that.

But really I feel like I’m in a state of limbo until the holiday’s actually get here.

It’s weird, you know, I work so hard to make sure I’m not stressed out, but then I really don’t function nearly as well when I’m not stressed about something.

So like I said, I’m just the oddest thing.

Any oddities you’d like to share?