Shoulda saved one of the three from last year, I guess. (Updated @ 4:50pm)

Last year, the bosses son who smokes various kinds of meat as kind of a side business gave us a smoked turkey for Thanksgiving.
Then, he gave us another one about two weeks later.
Then, he gave us another one two weeks after that.

We were told he does this every year.
Well, cool.

So, this year (meaning last night) I asked Eric about this and it seems there's been a change in plans.

The son who smokes alla this meat all the time apparently HAD a bear hunting cabin, "had" being the operative word in this sentence.

I was told it burned to the ground in the last day or so and he, the son, is there picking through the wreckage.

Now, I'm torn here... maybe if it hadn't been called a "bear hunting" cabin... but, I feel bad for the son... and for giggling at the thought of a pissed off, revenge-bent bear with a pack of matches.

"Fire at me will ya? I've gotcher "fire", fuckhead..." says the bear who is, coincidentally of course, wearing a "Bite me, Smokey" T-shirt as he pulls a match out of the pack, careful to close the cover securely before striking.

It might take him half the pack of matches, but, finally he gets it to catch... and grow... and now.... I've gotta cook a got-damned turkey.
Because needing to make more potato salad, macaroni salad, devilled eggs and alla the other shit-besides-turkey that any self-respecting Thanksgiving dinner will include just. isn't. ENOUGH.
Not for me, oh nooooo.
I need one more thing to do.
In addition to having to run to the fuckin' grocery store again, of course.

I was just there a few hours ago.
I get home and then discover that I need more eggs.
Like a good two dozen.
And, there was something else clear on the other side of the stupid store from where the eggs are that I could use, too, but fuck if I can remember what that was.
All I can remember is thinking of it being all the way across the store and ugh...

So, here it is, about quarter of two in the morning and I'm about to go get eggs and some other damned thing IF I remember what it is, then, when I get back, it's toll house with walnuts and the brownie mixes, one with and one without walnuts.

While they're baking, I need to be peeling and cutting up potatos.
Get them cooking and start the macaroni.

In between loads of cookies, I'll make the "dressings" for the potato and mac salads.
Get them mixed and put away, which reminds me, I'm gonna have to rearrange and clean out the fridge too.... *siiiigh*

Anyway... get the cookies and the "salads" outta the way and get the turkey in.

Maybe go lay down for a while.
Maybe.

Either way, sooner or later, I'll do the other sides.
Mac and cheese
Au gratin potatoes
Instant mashed
Stuffing
Corn
Sweet potatos
Green beans (maybe with cream of mushroom soup on 'em)
Cranberry sause
Whomp biscuits
Corn bread
Peas, too probably
And, Eric's gonna want his (icky) brussel sprouts
Devilled eggs
And, I've got two Sara Lee pies (apple and pumpkin) to bake, too.

And, I've got an irritating twitch right in the center of my right eyebrow now.
*rolls eyes*
Well great.
I can now be described as "that balding chick with the eye tic..." How quaint.

Now d'ya see why I'd rather do this "going to the store" shit in the middle of the night?

I'll be back...

Peace, y'all

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Hello again.
After I got the cookies done, I had to go lay down for a while.

But...

Bird's in the oven, the potatos and macaroni are cooked and waitin'.
Brownies and all variety of cookies are done.
I'm making the last dozen boiled egss right now.

Birdzilla is due out around 7:30 or 8pm.
That'll give Goofball time to mess with the lights again.
He and George bought a coupla strings of colored bulbs and icicle lights.
Just enough to do three quarters of the lower roof.
Just enough so that I hadda go out and buy an assload more lights last night just so it could rain and they'd hafta stop after getting the string of colored bulbs halfway across the top roof and making all the lights go out, somehow.

Anyway, after a tiny organic smoke break, I'm gonna make the salad parts of the potato and macaroni salads.
Get them mixed.
Get the devilled eggs done.
Get alla that into the fridge.

Then, start cooking the veggies.
I have more veggies than pots and pans, so this is gonna be fun, to say the least.
Nothing I enjoy more than washing the same damned dishes 27 times a night.

After the veggies and other shit is done, which, by the way, I'll be coming back by here periodically to strike the shit I've gotten done, all that'll be left is the biscuits, cornbread and cutting up the cranberry sauce.

I think...

Posted by: Stevie at 01:58 AM

Comments

1 Happy Thanksgiving!
Pushin’ all the goofy Pilgrim myth stuff aside,the really cool thing about today is that for a brief while,the world seems to slow down just a little, with good food and the companionship of friends and loved ones as the only priority. Here’s hopin’ you’re feeling nothing but peace and contentment today (even though you're probably doin' all the cookin’) …take some time to just kick back...no worries

*Holding up a glass of blackberry wine*

An Irish “Thanksgiving” Toast to you:

“May your belly never grumble
May your heart never ache.
May your horse never stumble,
May your cinch never break.”
— Traditional

"Slainte mhor agus a h-uile beannachd duibh"
(Good health and every good blessing to you!)

P.S.....no worries about the hair and eye stuff.... with a bandana and an eye patch you'd make one hell of a good lookin' lady pirate! aaaargh ;>)

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2 Happy Thanksgiving Stevie! Don't eat too much stuff!

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