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Official Thanksgiving 05 Post
Happy Thanksgiving, since it's now after midnight and therefore officially Thanksgiving.
We're all set to spend our day in tomorrow. I have almost all the food made. Yesterday, I made the squash and the candied sweet potatoes. Today I did the wee bitty onions and the squash chiffon pie. All that's left for tomorrow is the peas, the whipped potatoes, and the turkey/gravy/stuffing. Well, and I have to whip cream a little before pie, too, but that's easy. The bottle of wine is on the table and the cider is in the fridge. My turkey is already to have its happy little guts pulled out.
I just turned off the phone in case Steven's mom goes on her pissy little Thanksgiving rant. She's mad that we're not driving all the way to Lakeville to go to his cousin Amy's for The Family Dinner. I guess Auntie Beastly isn't going because she's being a pissy bitch to all the nieces and nephews. Bitter old childless aunt. He told Amy that he appreciated the heads up, but it's really more like we just didn't want to travel this year. It also would be really uncomfortable for me to go somewhere else other than my grandparents'.
I think the plan tomorrow is to sleep in, pop the turkey in the oven, and then get everything else ready, shower, and relax while the beast cooks. We're thinking that dinner will be around 5. So if anyone wants to drop in for dessert, give the house a call. We're going to turn the phones back on after we get up.
All right, time to let my nails finish drying and head off to bed.
We're all set to spend our day in tomorrow. I have almost all the food made. Yesterday, I made the squash and the candied sweet potatoes. Today I did the wee bitty onions and the squash chiffon pie. All that's left for tomorrow is the peas, the whipped potatoes, and the turkey/gravy/stuffing. Well, and I have to whip cream a little before pie, too, but that's easy. The bottle of wine is on the table and the cider is in the fridge. My turkey is already to have its happy little guts pulled out.
I just turned off the phone in case Steven's mom goes on her pissy little Thanksgiving rant. She's mad that we're not driving all the way to Lakeville to go to his cousin Amy's for The Family Dinner. I guess Auntie Beastly isn't going because she's being a pissy bitch to all the nieces and nephews. Bitter old childless aunt. He told Amy that he appreciated the heads up, but it's really more like we just didn't want to travel this year. It also would be really uncomfortable for me to go somewhere else other than my grandparents'.
I think the plan tomorrow is to sleep in, pop the turkey in the oven, and then get everything else ready, shower, and relax while the beast cooks. We're thinking that dinner will be around 5. So if anyone wants to drop in for dessert, give the house a call. We're going to turn the phones back on after we get up.
All right, time to let my nails finish drying and head off to bed.