Well, that Christmas Eve didn't exactly go smoothly.

There was the no-water problem (see paper plates, above). And then there was a little issue with the chicken. As in, I put it in around 5:15 to be done for a 7PM-ish dinner...and then at 6:45 checked on it and saw that it was a little...

...raw.

See, I have to light our stove manually, which means I have to turn the knob to low and then more or less stick my head into a gas-filled oven with a lit match in order to cook anything. And that means that every so often (like on Saturday) I forget, in my relief at having lived to light the stove another day, to turn the heat up to whatever it's supposed to be set at.

Bacon sandwiches (the keys to success: use the fanciest bacon you can get your hands on - think applewood smoked, super-thick-cut, et cetera - and butter your English muffin on both sides before smushing in the bacon).

And Chai Lattes made in the Keurig (really).

Please look at the girl on the far right. It's like a Cathy cartoon come to life (ack!).

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