White Dog said, "Don't try this when you are home alone, momma!" It is Steve's ultra late night and I thought it might be a good time to get a jump on wrapping gifts. I lugged out the box of Christmas papers and ribbons, and tags. In just the time it took me to leave that box to get scissors and clear tape, Yo had already pulled a tube of paper out and was chewing on the end while Nuka paced back and forth across the unrolling paper (crinkling it and leaving nail tears). I hadn't even gotten the gifts to be wrapped out yet!
White Dog smirked. I sat down to develop a strategy. Every scenario ended with..."and Steve keeps the White Dog Army occupied as he puts tags and ribbons on the wrapped packages." White Dog was right, this was a Family project. I dragged the box back into the closet.
"What's next?" asked my floofy smarty pants. "Want to make cookies?" I shot her a glare as Quinn and YoYoMa headed for the kitchen chanting, "Cookies! Cookies! Let's make cookies!" Puff sat down beside me and shyly voiced her opinion that cookie making was an even worse idea than present wrapping.
For the second day in a row it is grey and rainy (unusual New Mexico weather) AND this was going to be a long night. Already the WDA was getting bored and restless. Nobody liked my idea of practicing basic training skills...even for treats. We needed some kind of diversion.
"How about this," I proposed. "If you help me put together the spice blend gifts we are making by keeping watch over the bags and tags and such, I will use some of the Italian seasoning when we are done to make bagel cheese pizzas for each of you afterward." There was mumbling as they WDA discussed their options...DOUBLE cheese?... and finally they agreed.
We have been drying herbs from the garden since summer with the plan to combine them into a very special Italian meets the Southwest Seasoning Blend to give as gifts. So with the help of the WDA I crushed herbs and mixed with spices and stirred to blend. Then White Dog handed me the bags to make individual packets and Quinn pushed over a label that I had made earlier. Nuka kept count as I placed each packet into a basket and YoYoMa provided quality control by giving each pack a deep sniff. Puff laid in the kitchen doorway as a reminder of the pizza promise. Everyone, for a time, was engaged and didn't watch the clock.
After, I sliced open bagels and mixed a few teaspoons of our blend as well as a bit of Parmesan into ricotta cheese. This I spread on the bagel halves and topped each with a slice of mozzarella. To Yo's I added a slice of tomato. The entire WDA sat in front of the oven while their snack baked and then they paced until the pizzas were cool enough to be served into their bowls.
Full, and tired from helping, the WDA decided on an early evening nap in preparation for the long wait for Steve.