Our phone rang at 3AM. Who the heck calls at 3AM unless it is some sort of family emergency! The phone is downstairs. I refuse to have one in the bedroom. I am not in a position to drive the hundreds of Km. to where my immediate family is anyway, so it just goes to message. But here lies the dilemma: How do you get back to sleep after that nasty wake up call? It was coming on 2 before I even got to sleep in the first place for goodness sake.
I was out of my nest before eight AM as the dogs and cats were letting me know they were about to expire from malnutrition. I made my tea and settled in to read some news before checking the message.
Here is where I get well and truly P.O'd. It was a client call. WHO calls a service provider at 3AM to get their *&^% snowblower ready for winter????????
Well, I was up and there was work to be done.
M. mother and step father are coming for dinner tomorrow so there was a bit of a tidy up. Then I whipped up the puff pastry. It's something I've done every year this time for five years or so. M. gifted me Anna Olsen's cookbook and that;s where I got the recipe. It's a very plain, simple thing to make, just time consuming due to all the chilling between rolls. It makes a very large batch of pastry too. I usually divide it in four or five and freeze them. This year I promised to share with my brother in law. He's coming for dinner tomorrow too so I wanted to have it ready to hand over to him. After the first roll and "booking", into the refrigerator it went for at least two hours of cooling this time around. I washed the big bowl and scrubbed the counter down again. Next on the agenda was garlic planting.
I had prepared the bed a few days ago. I worked in a good lot of well aged sheep manure. A month or so ago we went to the Mennonite market in Douglas where I bought a bakers dozen large heads of garlic for $15. When fully separated into individual cloves they totaled 61. These were good sized cloves so I hope to get 61 heads next summer. Last year the cloves were quite a bit smaller. I planted 151 but only harvested 47. I elected not to use any of these heads for my seed stock.
M. is going to make more cabbage rolls this afternoon, but I think I'm going to be snoozing. Once I get up it will be time to catch up on laundry. Busy day with a quiet interlude.