Turkeyness
Today's been a good day. The weather has been absolutely perfect: Mid-70s with a cool breeze, low humidity and a scattering of puffy clouds. Watched the parade and glanced at the sale ads, not of which I can afford to take advantage of. People are going to be getting edible presents this year, because my only flexable income is food stamps.
After the parade, I turned to the holiday music channel. (Mb has the full digital package, which I've missed.) I've already experienced my annual wish that the Dropkick Murphys would cover "Christmas in Killarney".
Mb cooked a delectable dinner, much less elaborate than last year. It was all good, but the stars of the show, IMO, were the stuffin' muffins (stuffing baked in muffin cups so there's lots of crunchy goodness around a soft center). I had two; they went perfectly with the slippery tartness of jellied cranberry. Yeah, the kind that comes out in a cylinder, imprinted with rings from the can. I *am* a child of white-bread suburbia, after all.
Desssert was pie. Two kinds: pecan and coconut custard. The coconut custard was served warm, and I moaned with bliss. Yum.
Now I'm comfortably drowsy and looking forward to a fresh ep of "Person of Interest" this evening. We're supposed to be getting a cold front moving in, which I look forward to. I have my leopard print tapestry jacket, so I'm not worried about being underdressed.
Tomorrow evening, Mb and I are scheduled to head over to J's to play canasta. So far, it's shaping up to be a good holiday season.
I'm thankful for you guys---you know who you are. You're the ones who keep things lively, who keep my spirits up and occasionally save my life and/or my sanity. You rock!
.
After the parade, I turned to the holiday music channel. (Mb has the full digital package, which I've missed.) I've already experienced my annual wish that the Dropkick Murphys would cover "Christmas in Killarney".
Mb cooked a delectable dinner, much less elaborate than last year. It was all good, but the stars of the show, IMO, were the stuffin' muffins (stuffing baked in muffin cups so there's lots of crunchy goodness around a soft center). I had two; they went perfectly with the slippery tartness of jellied cranberry. Yeah, the kind that comes out in a cylinder, imprinted with rings from the can. I *am* a child of white-bread suburbia, after all.
Desssert was pie. Two kinds: pecan and coconut custard. The coconut custard was served warm, and I moaned with bliss. Yum.
Now I'm comfortably drowsy and looking forward to a fresh ep of "Person of Interest" this evening. We're supposed to be getting a cold front moving in, which I look forward to. I have my leopard print tapestry jacket, so I'm not worried about being underdressed.
Tomorrow evening, Mb and I are scheduled to head over to J's to play canasta. So far, it's shaping up to be a good holiday season.
I'm thankful for you guys---you know who you are. You're the ones who keep things lively, who keep my spirits up and occasionally save my life and/or my sanity. You rock!
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