A bit of a catch up in a very random way.
On the 26th (second Christmas day as it's called here, very useful for people who have to please multiple sides of the family celebrating Christmas) I drove home from my aunt and uncle after spending the night. The plan was to have a festive cheese fondue with the dogs and cats but I was tired and enjoyed a lazy evening on the couch, think I had a LC sandwich or such.
Neighbour Tale went on a short holiday with his girlfriend so he informed me that apart from taking care of his dog, cats, chickens, turkeys and runner ducks I had to throw some extra food in a shed.
We have Christmas chicks!
Some crazy chicken thought it was a good idea to lay eggs in winter, in a good hiding spot. And then she hatched seven chicks on Christmas day.
So on the 27th it was the planned cheese fondue. Instead of bread I used Brussels sprouts, cauliflower, a thin cut of pork and a slice of LC bread to dip, very good.
On the 28th I had a surprisingly enjoyable date!
Steve and I met for a coffee followed by a beer in a pub. We talked for a couple of hours and then he had to go to bring his rooster inside to keep it from annoying his neighbours, and to take care of the old lady he helps out.
We agreed we should meet again, preferably at home so we could have a couple more beers (driving), and then decided we could do this just as well the same night, why not.
So we first visited the old lady and the rooster. Getting the rooster to come inside turned out to take quite a long while so I had a lovely time talking to this eccentric old lady while we all waited for this huge bird to finish his inspection of her living room before it decided to retire for the night and went into its huge cage.
And then we drove to my place and spent an evening talking and playing music. He mostly his own songs, I mostly Bob Dylan, next time he'll need to bring his guitar to see if we can play some things together.
We ordered food, which is a diabetic nightmare, but I magically got it right, no alarms through the night.

I don't think he's the one for me, but he may well be a new friend, which is very welcome, and I quite like the benefits as well. And he loves the dogs and cats, happily sharing his pizza with them and happy with dogs sharing the bed too.
Next date will likely follow this weekend.
Yesterday there was a neighbour thing starting at 5 pm, so I had lots of beer and wine, and liverwurst, cubed cheese and nuts. Back home I had the small leftover bit of the Turkish pizza from the day before, but no such luck in dosing my insulin, I stayed highish all night.
Today I had the meal originally planned for the day before yesterday. The other thin piece of pork, Brussels sprouts, and cauliflower, with the leftover cheese fondue turned cheese sauce.
