The Eve of Christmas of the Life of Eryn

Christmas Eve. W O W. This year is already almost over. Christmas break, however, is not. I have been home for eight days now and although it feels that I have been bumming around, I have accomplished about 80 percent of my HUGE list. I would call that successful. Getting the last little bit done will be the complicated part because I have such a feeling of accomplishment now. What else can I do? I want to be productive today, but everyone is napping around the house so I have to be quiet. Blogging is the answer there.

I should nap, too. That sounds fun. I am not tired. No nap. I could read my "Misery" book by Stephen King. That would actually put me to sleep as reading always does. Do I really want to fall asleep? It is either nap, read, or eat, the three things I do when I am bored. I think I should probably not eat, and napping and reading complement each other. It is set; I am reading.

Oh and I did attempt to make a bread pudding today. Thank, you Sandra Lee and your awesome homemade cooking ideas. It is a cinnamon vanilla bread pudding. I can't go wrong there. I can't finish just yet because it is supposed to be served warm and we are not having Christmas dinner until tomorrow. So I have to put all of the pieces together and BAKE! Yay. That should be my middle name. Eryn Bake Swain. Actually that sounds like my real middle name: Blake. I am such a dork....

I hate being alone. The real Eryn comes out. The weird Eryn who talks about the wonders of baking comes out. I believe I should get to that reading soon. I think I need something more intellectually stimulating than Facebook chatting and stalking.