Thanksgiving: my mission should I choose to accept it
I got the call from F: 3:30 pm we are due at SM's house.
I plan on bringing:
Apple Pie
Parker House Rolls
Because I am crazy and F voted against pumpkin. (Best not to go against your ride, even if she's only a passenger too because J is driving).
I also need to find something to wear. This is really pissing me off because I've now discovered that now that I have lost weight (and no, I haven't lost any weight since the summer, but I have been maintaining my weight +/- 2.5 pounds), it is now actually HARDER to find clothes. Because I'm so picky and actually want clothes with sleeves. Apparently the child labor in Malaysia or wherever they make clothes these days are incapable of doing sleeves, or fashion designers have decided we all want to dress like sluts or show off our arms like Michelle Obama ALL THE TIME or because fifty is the new thirty, thirty means you should dress like your fifteen and don't know how to be modest. Or sleeves cut too deeply into their profit margins because it's cheaper to just not have any. On anything. EVER.
Goddamnit, I certainly don't want to look at my upper arms. Where the hell are the sleeves?
To my slight embarassment, two of my older relatives sent me birthday money, and since I'm seeing one of them for Christmas, I thought it would be nice to have something nice to wear to Christmas dinner and since I'm also going to SM's house tomorrow for Thanksgiving, I figured I would look tonight. Unfortunately, all of my 'nice' clothes don't fit anymore, so I had to go shopping.
I went into five stores. Count 'em, FIVE. (Marshall's, TJ Maxx, Old Navy, Target and Dress Barn. Yes, Dress Barn). You'd think a store called Dress Barn would have more than one kind of dress in it. No. Everything in all five stores came in three categories: sleeveless, cap sleeves (which is different from sleeveless how exactly?) and sweater dresses, many of which were sleeveless, all of which were ugly. What the hell? It's November. It's COLD. And no, I do not want to wear a jacket. I shouldn't have to wear a jacket, much less buy a seperate jacket just because it is fashionable for men to dress like swaddled infants and women to dress as little as possible. Give me my goddamn sleeves!
Apparently I'm going to have to take up sewing again, because I can either dress for work in the lab (in jeans and t-shirts, some of which even have long sleeves) or I can dress like budget Hollywood starlet who is half my age (or a prostitute) but there is nothing in between. (Yes, I know some of you like sleeveless and look good in sleeveless. I don't. And I'm not the only one). Apparently the fashion industry doesn't care that it can't have my money. I can take my sleeved tshirts and go jump off a bridge or something.
But enough of the fashion crisis. I have crap to bake.
I'm trying to decide what would be best, to make up the rolls tonight or the pie tonight. Or to just do the pie crust tonight and the bread dough and let the latter rise in the refrigerator and wake up extra early tomorrow morning. Sigh. I'll figure it out. I have until 2 pm so it's not as if I don't have enough time. And if I don't make the rolls, that's okay, that's just extra. Maybe I'll just wash my hair and go to bed. Now that sounds like a plan. I can always roll dough when I wake up in the morning.
I plan on bringing:
Apple Pie
Parker House Rolls
Because I am crazy and F voted against pumpkin. (Best not to go against your ride, even if she's only a passenger too because J is driving).
I also need to find something to wear. This is really pissing me off because I've now discovered that now that I have lost weight (and no, I haven't lost any weight since the summer, but I have been maintaining my weight +/- 2.5 pounds), it is now actually HARDER to find clothes. Because I'm so picky and actually want clothes with sleeves. Apparently the child labor in Malaysia or wherever they make clothes these days are incapable of doing sleeves, or fashion designers have decided we all want to dress like sluts or show off our arms like Michelle Obama ALL THE TIME or because fifty is the new thirty, thirty means you should dress like your fifteen and don't know how to be modest. Or sleeves cut too deeply into their profit margins because it's cheaper to just not have any. On anything. EVER.
Goddamnit, I certainly don't want to look at my upper arms. Where the hell are the sleeves?
To my slight embarassment, two of my older relatives sent me birthday money, and since I'm seeing one of them for Christmas, I thought it would be nice to have something nice to wear to Christmas dinner and since I'm also going to SM's house tomorrow for Thanksgiving, I figured I would look tonight. Unfortunately, all of my 'nice' clothes don't fit anymore, so I had to go shopping.
I went into five stores. Count 'em, FIVE. (Marshall's, TJ Maxx, Old Navy, Target and Dress Barn. Yes, Dress Barn). You'd think a store called Dress Barn would have more than one kind of dress in it. No. Everything in all five stores came in three categories: sleeveless, cap sleeves (which is different from sleeveless how exactly?) and sweater dresses, many of which were sleeveless, all of which were ugly. What the hell? It's November. It's COLD. And no, I do not want to wear a jacket. I shouldn't have to wear a jacket, much less buy a seperate jacket just because it is fashionable for men to dress like swaddled infants and women to dress as little as possible. Give me my goddamn sleeves!
Apparently I'm going to have to take up sewing again, because I can either dress for work in the lab (in jeans and t-shirts, some of which even have long sleeves) or I can dress like budget Hollywood starlet who is half my age (or a prostitute) but there is nothing in between. (Yes, I know some of you like sleeveless and look good in sleeveless. I don't. And I'm not the only one). Apparently the fashion industry doesn't care that it can't have my money. I can take my sleeved tshirts and go jump off a bridge or something.
But enough of the fashion crisis. I have crap to bake.
I'm trying to decide what would be best, to make up the rolls tonight or the pie tonight. Or to just do the pie crust tonight and the bread dough and let the latter rise in the refrigerator and wake up extra early tomorrow morning. Sigh. I'll figure it out. I have until 2 pm so it's not as if I don't have enough time. And if I don't make the rolls, that's okay, that's just extra. Maybe I'll just wash my hair and go to bed. Now that sounds like a plan. I can always roll dough when I wake up in the morning.