We just went over the Thanksgiving Day Cooking Schedule here at 7:09 am. We are officially 9 minutes behind because of Kat! Harsh.
Well you see, my Mother in Law Jackie, and Eric's Grandpa stayed over last night. We had a multi-generational slumber party. Really, we had pizza, and watched the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. Sorry Dee's Brother, no pillow fights this time, it was a family sleepover.
This was done because, well, first it was fun. But also Jackie needed Kat and Jill to drive her to the Grand Rapids airport, and we are sort of kidnapping Grandpa for a couple days. We are behind, because Kat was supposed to be here between 6:30-6:45, but she actually got here at 7.
I say all this like I was totally awake. I heard the screen door squeek open, rolled out of bed and zombied down the stairs. Without my glasses, I am pretty sure we let Jackie go with Kat. It may have been a short Ogre, it's hard to tell.
Anyway, Harry is all torn up about it. But she'll be back with Grandpa New York for the rest of the Holidays.
As for the Thanksgiving Day Cooking Schedule, the Ogre informs me that he will begin by working on the Rutabega, then start the tofu turkey (something about it draining) and then the real turkey will be cooking in the laundry room, in the roaster.
My jobs-read the paper, watch the parade. The Ogre says it starts at 9. Did I mention knitting? I am now working on the edging of the One Skein Wonder.
Wonder? Is anyone still wondering who my first loves were?
Here you go.
Albert Einstein-He's brilliant and cute.
Abe Lincoln (Harry says "it's Abraham. He has 'ham' in his name.) Marty once gave me grief because I said Abe was handsome. I was like 6. I think I actually meant to say "he's really tall, looks like an Ogre and I respect his politics. But like I said, I was 6. We were actually walking into the Bazley's, I was scared for life.
Ulysses S. Grant-I always thought he got a bad rap. And he's dead sexy.