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Grace woke up in a fairly horrific mood today and proceeded to have a 20+ minute screaming fit. What a great way to start the day! WOOHOO!!
I figured that since I am having Thanksgiving dinner here (and am doing all the cooking) I better get started. I made a sweet potato pie today but -lo and behold- my oven wouldn't work. ARGH! I finally got it to work but if it goes out again I'll be pissed. Kinda hard to make Thanksgiving dinner with no stove/oven.Cream of Butternut Squash and Apple Soup, Roasted Turkey with Herbs and Gravy, Apple and Sausage stuffing, Green Bean Casserole, Garlic Mashed Potatoes, Maple-Glazed Acorn Squash, Herb Crescent Rolls, Cranberry Sauce, Sweet Potato Pie, Apple Pie, Coffee, wine, beer
I think it's appropriate to not only make crafty turkeys out of pine cones and oranges
but to also string up the Christmas lights outside (all 9 strands of them, plus a spiral tree and star lights). I am turning into one of those people I used to make fun of.
I have small scratches and cuts all over. On my legs, hands and arms. Something is going on. I think Jeff is scratching me in my sleep. Maybe I should check the length of his toenails. Although why he would be scratching my arms and hands with his feet is beyond me.
I figured that since I am having Thanksgiving dinner here (and am doing all the cooking) I better get started. I made a sweet potato pie today but -lo and behold- my oven wouldn't work. ARGH! I finally got it to work but if it goes out again I'll be pissed. Kinda hard to make Thanksgiving dinner with no stove/oven.Cream of Butternut Squash and Apple Soup, Roasted Turkey with Herbs and Gravy, Apple and Sausage stuffing, Green Bean Casserole, Garlic Mashed Potatoes, Maple-Glazed Acorn Squash, Herb Crescent Rolls, Cranberry Sauce, Sweet Potato Pie, Apple Pie, Coffee, wine, beer
I think it's appropriate to not only make crafty turkeys out of pine cones and oranges
but to also string up the Christmas lights outside (all 9 strands of them, plus a spiral tree and star lights). I am turning into one of those people I used to make fun of.
I have small scratches and cuts all over. On my legs, hands and arms. Something is going on. I think Jeff is scratching me in my sleep. Maybe I should check the length of his toenails. Although why he would be scratching my arms and hands with his feet is beyond me.