Say hello to (almost post)Holiday Pregnant Whimsy.
Holiday Pregnant Whimsy drops things. On the floor. On the kitchen counter. In the sink. On her small girl-child. On her enlarging belly. On other people's floors and tables and couches.
Holiday Pregnant Whimsy drops dishes, especially heavy casserole dishes as she's putting them away in the lower cabinets, straining for all she's worth while making very attractive grunting noises. Super pleasant!
Holiday Pregnant Whimsy is absent-minded. This is a nice way of saying she forgets. Everything. She forgets where she put her keys, what she agreed to do five minutes ago, and where in heaven's name she put certain Christmas presents.
Holiday Pregnant Whimsy is a mess in the kitchen, specializing in Disastrous Holiday Baked Goods. While making cookies for friends, she adds too much flour to the sugar cookies, resulting in her having to make a double batch. When making Susan cookies, she adds the wrong kind of butter. And while making the Cursed Chocolate Cake, she manages to put in baking powder instead of the required baking soda. A move that, most definitely, makes a HUGE difference to the cake - as it simply bakes to form a quarter-inch tall pancake instead of anything resembling actual fluffy cake. When she and Chip bring it to a dinner party, they insist everyone just call it sheet, instead of sheet cake.
Holiday Pregnant Whimsy writes blog posts, dates them, and then simply doesn't ever press the Publish button. Later Holiday Pregnant Whimsy wonders where those blog posts went and why they aren't up at The Creamery.
Heaven help Holiday Pregnant Whimsy, and you too, if you should run into her.
In other news: how was your Christmas? Ours was smashing, despite myself.