Ah, the holidays. Pic heavy post tonight.
I think Thanksgiving dinner this year was the best meal my family has ever put together. My Step-Monster(self-named) got all the right snacky goodies for the kids – gerkins, pepperoni, cheese, crackers, carrots and olives, Dad cooked up the most delicious, moist, cruchy/salty skinned turkey, My Aunt’s stuffing was simple perfection, My sister had great mashed taters, butternut squash and green bean casserole, my SM’S Mom brought a great fruit salad and NO ONE burned the rolls. So much for tradition
This morning after breakfast the munchikins were playing outside and I caught this while following them around – can you see it?
We all went caching today. There was a new series with stops on all 5 of the local college campuses. I kept finding wierd fungi. I wonder if these would glow in the dark, foxfire, St elmo’s fire? what is that glowing stuff in the woods/swamps called anyway? Maybe its this stuff.
Then I saw these. A whole sapling trunk covered with little white disks, except for these two. What made them red, what did they get/are they lacking that makes them different from the rest of the colony?
This has been circulating on the blogs for a bit and I thought I’d do my version.
Perhaps the chickens will be done tonight or tomorrow and I can open up the give-away. Hope you all had a wonderful weekend.
Funny how stuff always happens in groups. Lions hunting, girls going to the bathroom, celebrities dying and people asking me for Merbs. Now, I only came up with the things 8 months ago but this would be the 4th wave of people asking me to make one or asking me for the pattern. I had one lovely lady asking for the pattern this week and my Mother in Law asking for one for a distant family member and then my brother in law asked for four and one of these:
Yup, its a Narwhal. It’s for a project over at Minty Fresh but I won’t be getting to it until after the turn of the year. S’alright, I already have the perfect yarn
AH, almost there. I need to pick up a few extra buttons tomorrow, enough for 9 sets of eyes and feet. Then I can get to work stitching up the other 8 lady chickens. I raided the US sensus records for good chicken names, going all the way back to 1889 – boy there are some treasures back there, Matilde!?!
A new/used engine goes into the Corolla next week and hopefully we’ll have a running car by Thanksgiving
In the meantime I have 4 pies a carrot cake and some mashed turnips to plan. We do T-day at my Dad’s and we also celebrate his birthday(hence the carrot cake, his favorite)- Dad hates turnips and won’t allow them to be cooked in his house, says they smell like boiled gym socks, but my brother in law loves them so I cook em at home and bring them along.
Today was the first day of my three day weekend and I’m feeling very productive. I started Dad’s birthday gift, I’ll be done by tomorrow night. I got one chicken 95% done, and I added another 4 inches to a vest I’m working on for the store. I also made lunch and dinner, washed dishes and got the kids to bed without a scuffle. Alls well.
No pics today.
My car blew up.
Our beetle car was in the shop over the weekend, she wouldn’t go into reverse.
I left work on my lunch break today to go get the Hubby, turn around and get the beetle and both go back to work in separate cars. On my way to get him my car blew up on 91.
No oil light, no high engine temp, just BANG, smoke and an engine block with a hole in it. 1 nasty State Trooper and 2 nice and sweet State Troopers later, my preferred towing company was called and me and “Kaboom” were dropped off at my mechanic’s, right next to my bright shiny red beetle – all ready to go.
Spare engine block for a 1990 Toyota Corolla, anyone?
I’m working on my ornaments for the swap – got my recipient list last Wed. I figured since I’m really into the chicken thing right now that I should spread it around a little. I also didn’t want to go with the traditional Xmas/Hanukah color choices. So, I decided that I would go with greens and browns to remind us that there is more than grey in nature – since that is most of what we see in winter.
It’s the Day of the headless chickens around here. This is a pic of the weather outside – much more seasonally appropriate than the 70 degrees that we experienced on Friday. I’m mean really, 70, in November? Sheesh.
I am watching the most horrific of movies – “The Affair of the Necklace“. I’m sure that if this film had been made in France, where it is set, it might have turned out at least halfway decent. This thing is sludge, the Hallmark channel makes better movies. I’m not sure why I even put this one in our netflix queue. I like a historical romance with intrigue as much as the next girl but I can not stand Hillary Swank or Simon Baker. Maybe it was for Adrien Brody or Brian Cox, maybe I was drunk. This thing sucks – avoid it!
This is a bag that I made for my friend Kelli. I promised it to her for her birthday in December but she just gained terminal velocity and has also escaped the clutches of the Mega-Bookstore. I don’t say that she escaped B&N, cuz she didn’t, she transferred to another store, a store that is run with common sense, integrity, and respect for fellow employees. And I will leave it at that. I’m happy for her because she is happy.
You are The Star
Hope, expectation, Bright promises.
The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised
The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you’re a dreamer, but you’re not the only one.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
Kari did this one – I thought it would be neat.
George Washington Bag tomorow.
I love this show.
I love this show like I used to love West Wing. I sit on the couch in jittery anticipation of the completely unfunny yet totally relevant and intelligent banter between the characters. Dialogue that doesn’t just hit my funny bone but nails it, everytime. This show is a shining example of why the sitcom has failed – jokes aren’t funny, life is funny. I feel like I’m 13 again, staying up late to watch the 1989 American Music awards, seeing GNR win and watching drunken Duff and Slash swear their merry way through the closing music and frantically cut to announcer with the throw to comercial. Giddy with stifled laughter and the shakes – the “Holy Carap! that is funny” shakes. I love this show.