Friday, November 27, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
How Thanksgiving is going
2 nights before:
~Decide to make chicken with cranberry glaze, sweet potatoes mashed, greenbeans, pumpkin pie.
~Go to grandparents to invite them.
~Get invited to grandparents for Thanksgiving dinner.
~Convince grandparents to let me cook instead.
~Discuss plan for dinner.
Conversation:
Me: I'm going to have chicken with cranberry glaze.
Gma: We already have the turkey.
Me: Ok. So we will have turkey instead. And Sweet pototoes mashed.
Gpa: Nope. White potatoes.
Me: Ok. White mashed potatoes.
Gpa: And greenbeans.
Me: And greenbeans. With the onion thingies on top. And pumpkin pie.
Gpa: Pecan.
Me: Pumpkin.
Gpa: I like pecan.
Me: Ok. Pecan pie. And pumpkin.
Gpa: What about apple?
Me: I wasn't going to make apple.
Gma: I was going to make apple.
Me: That's fine. You can make apple.
Gma: And I will make the dressing to bring over.
Me to myself: What the heck is dressing?
Me outloud: Is dressing the same as stuffing?
Gma: Yes.
Me: Ok. You can bring that too.
Gma: Do you have a turkey baster?
Me: No.
Gma: Do you have a pan?
Me: No.
Gma: Do you have turkey bags?
Me: No.
Gpa: Do you have anything?
Me: Some of it!
Gpa: Do you have cranberry sauce?
Me: No. But I was going to go to the store first.
~Load up my car with defrosting turkey, turkey pan, baster, timer, turkey bags, cranberry sauce and turkey rack.
~Stop by store to pick up everything so I don't have to go to store the night before Thanksgiving.
~Get home.
~Review ingredients.
~Realize I need a few more things, including vanilla icecream for pies.
~Decide to go to the store after work, even though I know it's the night before
thanksgiving.
Day before Thanksgiving (or Thanksgiving Eve)
~Wake up.
~Go to work.
~Be excited all day cause I'm gonna make pies with Heather after work.
~End up working til 7.
~Drive home cursing the fact that now I'm too grumpy to make pies or socialize.
~Decide to make pies in morning.
~Find pecan pie recipe.
~Discover I need Corn syrup, which, of course, I don't have.
~Decided to go to store in morning.
~Love on kittens and go to bed early.
Thanksgiving day:~Wake up.
~Play with kittens.
~Feed "starving" kittens.
~Run to store to get corn syrup for pecan pie.
~Walk to second store cause 1st store is closed.
~Walk back after purchasing dark and light corn syrup cause I can't remember which.
~Play with kittens.
~Put out all serving dishes with pieces of paper in each indicating what will go in
which.
~Be happy cause I have enough!
~Make pecan pie.
~Wonder if pecan pie is done if it's still jiggly.
~Decide it's not.
~Stick pecan pie back in a few times til I decide it's actually ready.
~Stick pumpkin pie in over.
~Do happy dance for not spilling pumpkin pie mix while putting it in oven.
~Shift laundry.
~Decide to attack turkey.
~Freak out cause turkey leaked all over me and my counter.
~Get brave and tackle turkey, ripping out necks and gizards.
~Wonder what to do with this metal thing.
~Move turkey to sink cause it leaked on me again, this time on the floor.
~Ponder calling grandma cause I can only find the neck.
~Flip turkey over and find baggie I had heard people have accidentally left inside
turkey while cooking.
~Give myself back pat and glow in another mistake averted!
~Read next step of directions :"Season as desired." Wonder what the heck THAT means.
~Decide they aren't asking Fall vs Winter. Opt for rosemary.
~Wish I still had some needles and syringes from old floor nursing days to be able
to inject flavors.
~Make turkey do a little dance.
~Giggle at kitten licking up turkey juice at my feet.
~Wish I had second pair of hands to get this stupid turkey into the bag.
~Add a bit more seasoning just for kicks.
~Run down and switch out laundry after washing hands for the hundred millionth time
today. No salmonella in MY kitchen!
~Come back, put cooked potatoes into bowl. Reach for cream to add.
~Put cream back before I realize it's French Vanilla. Not Original.
~Get original and add to potatoes.
~Mash.
~Take pumpkin pie out of oven.
~Wonder if I burnt it or if it's underdone.
~Pick up turkey in pan.
~Put turkey back down.
~Adjust shelves in oven to accomodate turkey.
~Pick up turkey and put in oven.
~Take picture of Cessa helping.
~Close oven and set timer for 2 1/2 hours.
~Breathe sigh of relief.
~Look down at bowl of neck and giblets and wonder what to do with them
~Call grandma.
~Start to simmer neck and giblets per grandma's instructions.
~Taste test mashed potatoes. They are good, but need a bit more salt and butter.
~Add said salt and butter.
~Tidy up again.
~Look down and discover I didn't put thermometer in turkey.
~Wonder if it matters and decide it doesn't.
~Shred an onion.
~Jump back as onion fumes burn my eyes.
~Add onions to neck and giblets.
~Take a kitten break.
~Take a shower.
~Set table.
~Respond to all the texts that came through since this morning wishing me a happy
Thanksgiving.
~Blog, blog, blog.
~Call mom and leave a message that Cessa likes smoked salmon. A LOT!
~Decide to make chicken with cranberry glaze, sweet potatoes mashed, greenbeans, pumpkin pie.
~Go to grandparents to invite them.
~Get invited to grandparents for Thanksgiving dinner.
~Convince grandparents to let me cook instead.
~Discuss plan for dinner.
Conversation:
Me: I'm going to have chicken with cranberry glaze.
Gma: We already have the turkey.
Me: Ok. So we will have turkey instead. And Sweet pototoes mashed.
Gpa: Nope. White potatoes.
Me: Ok. White mashed potatoes.
Gpa: And greenbeans.
Me: And greenbeans. With the onion thingies on top. And pumpkin pie.
Gpa: Pecan.
Me: Pumpkin.
Gpa: I like pecan.
Me: Ok. Pecan pie. And pumpkin.
Gpa: What about apple?
Me: I wasn't going to make apple.
Gma: I was going to make apple.
Me: That's fine. You can make apple.
Gma: And I will make the dressing to bring over.
Me to myself: What the heck is dressing?
Me outloud: Is dressing the same as stuffing?
Gma: Yes.
Me: Ok. You can bring that too.
Gma: Do you have a turkey baster?
Me: No.
Gma: Do you have a pan?
Me: No.
Gma: Do you have turkey bags?
Me: No.
Gpa: Do you have anything?
Me: Some of it!
Gpa: Do you have cranberry sauce?
Me: No. But I was going to go to the store first.
~Load up my car with defrosting turkey, turkey pan, baster, timer, turkey bags, cranberry sauce and turkey rack.
~Stop by store to pick up everything so I don't have to go to store the night before Thanksgiving.
~Get home.
~Review ingredients.
~Realize I need a few more things, including vanilla icecream for pies.
~Decide to go to the store after work, even though I know it's the night before
thanksgiving.
Day before Thanksgiving (or Thanksgiving Eve)
~Wake up.
~Go to work.
~Be excited all day cause I'm gonna make pies with Heather after work.
~End up working til 7.
~Drive home cursing the fact that now I'm too grumpy to make pies or socialize.
~Decide to make pies in morning.
~Find pecan pie recipe.
~Discover I need Corn syrup, which, of course, I don't have.
~Decided to go to store in morning.
~Love on kittens and go to bed early.
Thanksgiving day:~Wake up.
~Play with kittens.
~Feed "starving" kittens.
~Run to store to get corn syrup for pecan pie.
~Walk to second store cause 1st store is closed.
~Walk back after purchasing dark and light corn syrup cause I can't remember which.
~Play with kittens.
~Put out all serving dishes with pieces of paper in each indicating what will go in
which.
~Be happy cause I have enough!
~Make pecan pie.
~Wonder if pecan pie is done if it's still jiggly.
~Decide it's not.
~Stick pecan pie back in a few times til I decide it's actually ready.
~Stick pumpkin pie in over.
~Do happy dance for not spilling pumpkin pie mix while putting it in oven.
~Shift laundry.
~Decide to attack turkey.
~Freak out cause turkey leaked all over me and my counter.
~Get brave and tackle turkey, ripping out necks and gizards.
~Wonder what to do with this metal thing.
~Move turkey to sink cause it leaked on me again, this time on the floor.
~Ponder calling grandma cause I can only find the neck.
~Flip turkey over and find baggie I had heard people have accidentally left inside
turkey while cooking.
~Give myself back pat and glow in another mistake averted!
~Read next step of directions :"Season as desired." Wonder what the heck THAT means.
~Decide they aren't asking Fall vs Winter. Opt for rosemary.
~Wish I still had some needles and syringes from old floor nursing days to be able
to inject flavors.
~Make turkey do a little dance.
~Giggle at kitten licking up turkey juice at my feet.
~Wish I had second pair of hands to get this stupid turkey into the bag.
~Add a bit more seasoning just for kicks.
~Run down and switch out laundry after washing hands for the hundred millionth time
today. No salmonella in MY kitchen!
~Come back, put cooked potatoes into bowl. Reach for cream to add.
~Put cream back before I realize it's French Vanilla. Not Original.
~Get original and add to potatoes.
~Mash.
~Take pumpkin pie out of oven.
~Wonder if I burnt it or if it's underdone.
~Pick up turkey in pan.
~Put turkey back down.
~Adjust shelves in oven to accomodate turkey.
~Pick up turkey and put in oven.
~Take picture of Cessa helping.
~Close oven and set timer for 2 1/2 hours.
~Breathe sigh of relief.
~Look down at bowl of neck and giblets and wonder what to do with them
~Call grandma.
~Start to simmer neck and giblets per grandma's instructions.
~Taste test mashed potatoes. They are good, but need a bit more salt and butter.
~Add said salt and butter.
~Tidy up again.
~Look down and discover I didn't put thermometer in turkey.
~Wonder if it matters and decide it doesn't.
~Shred an onion.
~Jump back as onion fumes burn my eyes.
~Add onions to neck and giblets.
~Take a kitten break.
~Take a shower.
~Set table.
~Respond to all the texts that came through since this morning wishing me a happy
Thanksgiving.
~Blog, blog, blog.
~Call mom and leave a message that Cessa likes smoked salmon. A LOT!
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