Wow, I just got sucked down the Etsy hole. Favourited a lot of stuff. I think I want to get my sister and I matching jewelry. If it's made in Cali, all the better. But we have to match.
This is a much better idea than the McNulty/Stringer porn she asked for. Or the computer.
I probably should have bought the pies today. Ah, well.
Right, sleep.
My pie is out and smells great. I think I need to sample it before t-day.
Now I'm feeling all ambitious and want to get on the turkey stock.
Where (if anywhere) do we discuss the Good Wife?
Just like Grey's? OK, can do. (Er, when I finish watching the current ep). Though I must say, the guy who
plays Lemond Bishop is a FINE, FINE looking man.
Ooh, and according to his IMDB bio his brother is a Secret Service agent. hot.
Yesterday a friend of mine invited me to Thanksgiving dinner. She claims to not need anything, so I'll be bringing flowers. It's a noon-ish dinner, so would wine be out of place? I was raised by a teatotaller, so I have to learn about my liquor etiquette in the street, from strangers online, from buffistas.
Bringing a bottle of wine to the home of a wine-drinker is never a bad plan -- they can save it for later if they don't want to serve it immediately, for whatever reason.
In other news, I woke up an hour+ early, stayed in bed reading, and now remember that none of my friends will be at work, which will make for a sloooow day, if a short one. Meh!
Most of the time when people have set their yards on fire trying to deep-fry turkeys, it's because they were (a) drunk or (b) trying to fry a turkey too big for their fryer, or (c) forgot to defrost. Or (d) using some kind of home-made rig with no safety features. Or a combination of the four. The new electric fryers are much safer.
Or doing it in the garage or under an overhang.