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Every nutso with a gift list is out and about. I hate that part of the shopping for gifts experience. But then, I dislike people in general, so...
Found my wedding bouquet yesterday. In a moving box. Wrapped in one layer of butcher paper. UNDER A PRINTER! Movers are a bunch of bastages. I had that bouquet preserved, freeze dried. Now, it's destroyed. To say I was a bit upset is a vast understatement. I'm married to a man who used to be a professional mover, I know that that is not how something like that should be packed. Also, they used my clothes as packing material. Nothing like finding an eighty dollar sweater wrapped around a knick-knack. Ass Bandits, the whole lot of them.
Much to my annoyance, DH could not be persuaded to abandon the turkey and order Thanksgiving dinner in. So... I cooked. Everything but the turkey. I turned on the stove AND the oven. Thanks![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rewil and Jane't for the emergency turkey, et al, advice. I made green bean casserole, mashed potatoes (from a box, because I'm not insane), corn, rolls, cherry cheesecake and a cherry pie (I don't like pumpkin, so sue me) and Stove Top for DH.
I talked to Mom the night before Turkey Day. She was disgusted when I told her what we were soaking the turkey in during the thaw. Mmmm... brine.
I made a huge amount of green bean casserole because everyone always eats that at Mom and Dad's. Except that I wasn't at Mom and Dad's, and I don't eat very much anymore (not that you could tell that from looking at me) and DH isn't as big on the casserole as I am. DH invited one of the guys from his unit who had no where else to go. He avoided the casserole in much the same way I avoid all other forms of green vegetables. I can respect that, even if I don't agree with his judgment in the case of green bean casserole. Which is the bomb. Even when I make it.
Anyway, I successfully managed to have everything ready to go within fifteen minutes of everything else so the food was all still warm when I set the table.
The three of us pulled out the TV trays and watched the Sci-Fi Channel's Genetically-Mutated Monster Marathon.
Not a horrible Thanksgiving, really.
Found my wedding bouquet yesterday. In a moving box. Wrapped in one layer of butcher paper. UNDER A PRINTER! Movers are a bunch of bastages. I had that bouquet preserved, freeze dried. Now, it's destroyed. To say I was a bit upset is a vast understatement. I'm married to a man who used to be a professional mover, I know that that is not how something like that should be packed. Also, they used my clothes as packing material. Nothing like finding an eighty dollar sweater wrapped around a knick-knack. Ass Bandits, the whole lot of them.
Much to my annoyance, DH could not be persuaded to abandon the turkey and order Thanksgiving dinner in. So... I cooked. Everything but the turkey. I turned on the stove AND the oven. Thanks
rewil and Jane't for the emergency turkey, et al, advice. I made green bean casserole, mashed potatoes (from a box, because I'm not insane), corn, rolls, cherry cheesecake and a cherry pie (I don't like pumpkin, so sue me) and Stove Top for DH.I talked to Mom the night before Turkey Day. She was disgusted when I told her what we were soaking the turkey in during the thaw. Mmmm... brine.
I made a huge amount of green bean casserole because everyone always eats that at Mom and Dad's. Except that I wasn't at Mom and Dad's, and I don't eat very much anymore (not that you could tell that from looking at me) and DH isn't as big on the casserole as I am. DH invited one of the guys from his unit who had no where else to go. He avoided the casserole in much the same way I avoid all other forms of green vegetables. I can respect that, even if I don't agree with his judgment in the case of green bean casserole. Which is the bomb. Even when I make it.
Anyway, I successfully managed to have everything ready to go within fifteen minutes of everything else so the food was all still warm when I set the table.
The three of us pulled out the TV trays and watched the Sci-Fi Channel's Genetically-Mutated Monster Marathon.
Not a horrible Thanksgiving, really.
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Congrats on your cooking success.
Orange juice and SALT? Um... ewww! :-P