Do you hear that sound? It is a droning, whirling sound in the background.
I am smiling. That is our ice cream maker. It is helping me to make Rosemary infused Pear Sorbet for dessert tonight!
When the electricity goes out, don’t you just praise heaven when you hear that distinctive sound of the refrigerator. You miss it when it is not humming away. At this moment in time, there is molasses, gluten-free cookie dough chilling in our refrigerator. You can’t decorate a gingerbread house without having something to nibble on? gee whiz.
I love the sound of my kitchen aid. Good things always happen in that machine.
Here’s is the behind the scenes magic of said gingerbread house. Been like this since last night. The “glue” read that as royal icing is hardening. Tonight it will be ready for us to decorate it up, real fancy. ha ha
I have dog cookies cooling on the counter. I adore how I can get the dog to bark on command. Oh, and Mr. Right taught her how to whisper bark, too. It is adorable and worthy of a fresh cookie.
The hum of the dryer is on going in the background. Even the sound of the vacuum. We have a real tree on the deck and artificial trees indoors. Yep, you even have to vacuum up artificial pine needles. How’s that for realistic? ha
Is it me, or does everyone just love listening to the movie “Elf”? I just sort of fell in love with Buddy and he makes me feel better about life. No, we don’t own movies. I just love catching it on television when I flip through now and then.
I love plotting and planning and gift giving. I am trying out a gift wrapping idea for next year. Instead of making to: and from: tags, I want to use initials. I like it. I think everyone knows who they are. When Mr. Right wraps gifts he uses a knife to cut the paper exactly. That tearing sound gives me the shivers.
Hang on…… okay, that is better, Muppet’s Christmas music is blaring from Spotify. Gee, don’t you kind of wish you invented Spotify?. Oh, if you did and you are one of my followers, tip of the Santa hat to ya! Love Spotify.
I adore the sound of the letter opener, slicing open the envelopes that arrive each day. I just know there is a happy greeting card or picture inside those colorful, sometimes glittery envelopes.
I am knitting. What was a Christmas gift has gently morphed into a Happy New Year gift. Read that as knitting is not my forte. I can still remember the sound of my mother in law’s knitting needles. She was an accomplished knitter and boy could those needles fly. click, click, click, click.
I am madly in love with the sound of a full dishwasher, swishing away. Not having to wash all those Christmas dishes is a dream. I hope it was a woman who invented the dishwasher. Geesh, love that thing. I fancy my Christmas dishes. I think every single new bride should choose Christmas dishes. That way everyone can give the happy couple a piece to use every single year. One month of happy, cheerful, delightful dishes. Yep, if I was in charge of the world, I would gently suggest everyone have a couple of Christmas dishes. No, not paper. Something nice and happy and uplifting. Look at me, changing the world one dish at a time. ha
When I am done typing, yes, I can hear the keys tapping out a rhythm, I am headed over to plug-in the iron.
Date night is tomorrow!!! I am ironing my dress today. I am laying out my jewelry, stockings, shoes, beautiful black velvet shawl. We have been plotting and planning and looking at the tickets for some time now. The Messiah concert production at the breathtaking Benaroya Hall in downtown Seattle, will indeed be full of sounds. Such a treat and we are so looking forward to it.
My all time favorite sound of the season is……….. the rustling of dresses, shoes hitting the floor, ladies and gents uncrossing their legs, people using the hand rests to push themselves out of the seats, men readjusting their belts and ties, the sound of an entire room full of people getting from a sitting position to a standing position. The standing for the Hallelujah chorus.