Yeah. My turkey refuses to cook. It should have been ready by now. It's registering at 140 degrees and should be at 160. Bleh.
I'm ten minutes from just having sides and telling the turkey to fuck itself.
We'll be in our bunk.
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Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Allyson - Nov 25, 2010 2:12:52 pm PST #7398 of 30001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
billytea - Nov 25, 2010 2:23:10 pm PST #7399 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I'm ten minutes from just having sides and telling the turkey to fuck itself.
Remarkably, the turkey is one of the few animals that has been found to do just that. [link]
Jesse - Nov 25, 2010 3:01:22 pm PST #7400 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Ahhh. So full, after a lovely day. Everything was delicious, I ate almost all of the pies, and I just really like my family.
Jessica - Nov 25, 2010 3:07:10 pm PST #7401 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Speaking of timing issues. JZ's mom isn't getting here until closer to 4pm, and I planned everything for 3:15 to 3:30.
That was us at DH's aunt's house. In our defense, when she said to show up at 3:30, I had no idea she actually meant for us to sit down and eat at 3:30. And normally when we go go their house for dinner, she's still in the middle of cooking when we show up so we're used to a 45-minute cushion.
So we were late. But the onion jam / goat cheese tarts I'd intended as appetizers worked just as well as savouries, so I'm still calling it a win.
(Except that DH gave his aunt ALL OF THE LEFTOVER CREAMED SPINACH which means I can't make a spinach omelet with it tomorrow for breakfast. I knew I should have held some back at home. Damn his impeccable manners!)
Jesse - Nov 25, 2010 3:28:40 pm PST #7402 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I only got the leftovers of what I brought, which is OK, but not ideal. Maybe I'll roast a chicken or something later this weekend.
How soon can I go to bed?
Lee - Nov 25, 2010 3:37:14 pm PST #7403 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
After Turkey, I say now.
Jesse - Nov 25, 2010 3:40:35 pm PST #7404 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Yay!
Jesse - Nov 25, 2010 3:53:21 pm PST #7405 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
How you doin', Perkins?
Amy - Nov 25, 2010 3:58:51 pm PST #7406 of 30001
Because books.
We had a lovely day, too. Family all together, my wacky grandmother only being slightly wackier than usual, and the kids playing and getting along great. Also, lots of FOOD. I am now considering extra wine and a brief coma.
DavidS - Nov 25, 2010 4:17:07 pm PST #7407 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
So stuffed.
Nana arrived shortly after 3:30 and everything was in a ready-but-not-in-danger-of-overcooking state so we were able to chill and have a glass of wine.
Everything came out yummy though I managed to make a very delicious, very starchy Thanksgiving without much in the way of greens. But Emmett ate turkey at Thanksgiving for the first time ever!
Matilda took one bite and contented herself with a buttered roll. She also bypassed the delicious homemade pumpkin pie, but was all over licking the beater of whipped cream. (Strauss Heavy Cream. Mmmmm).
So. Stuffed. And I've got a LOT of turkey left over.
Gotta drive EM home soon, but I'll be glad to be out of the kitchen.