MFM

Fuck Middle Finger Monday. Fuck the days of the week; I don't like them either. They suck. Everything sucks.
In other news, I put my damn tree up last night and it is so adorable and it lights up the living room so nicely and softly. Every little snowman ornament is so happy to be back on the tree.
In even more pressing news, what's the deal with 1st, 2nd, and 3rd degrees? If you have a 1st degree burn, it's minor, but 1st degree murder is supposedly more severe than 3rd degree. Either way, someone's dead, but who the hell asked me? So I think this has a possibility of confusing people and I think it sucks, too. For crying out loud, if 1st is gonna be worse, then everything 1st should be the worst. Of course, changing it now would really confuse the hell out of everybody far more than they may be now, so I suppose we should just let it go and not make things worse. Fine, I'll just let it go- for now.

Eat your turkey, eat your vegetables...

Chocolate pecan, raspberry and pumpkin pies.












...and you can have some pie!

Hope everyone's Thanksgiving went off without a hitch and hope you were all sufficiently satisfied. It was nice to be inside baking and not have to be out in that hellacious wind, but hearing the waves roar was pretty cool. We decided to keep it simple this year with the basics and favorites that we save pretty much for Thanksgiving. Our menu was:

Turkey- stuffed with onions with thick cut bacon between the skin and meat and injected with Italian dressing and cooked on the grill.

Dressing- the basic with onions, celery, Bell's seasoning and a few sticks of butter worked into 3 loaves of bread, cut up, and a few eggs. Just like Mom used to make.

Sweet Potato Casserole- mashed sweet potatoes, honey butter, cinnamon, brown sugar, topped with mini marshmallows and cinnamon and baked until marshmallows are browned. (This ended up on the floor, smashed with the shards of the Corning dish one with the casserole. We eat it a lot, so we weren't too disappointed.)

Mashed Potatoes- good thing we had these with the casserole one with the carpet now. The night before you cook up bacon, crumble, drain and mix with a spoonful of horseradish. When you whip your potatoes the next day, use sour cream, add the bacon mix, add about another scoop of horseradish and these are so heavenly. I made enough to have leftovers for a few days or more.

Brussel Sprouts- Boil until they're tender, then drain. Fry bread crumbs in melted butter, then add the sprouts. Put in a dish and fold in sour cream. They are so rich and full of flavor.

Green Bean Casserole- I think you all know this one. The good old standby. Not much to it and you can prepare it the night before and pop it into the oven when everything's about ready. Throw on the fried onions and your good to go. The hardest thing about this dish is still having the onions when it comes out of the oven.

Assortment of rolls- I made corn bread muffins, crescent rolls, and basic dinner rolls. All go so well with the pumpkin spice butter. Mmmm...

We didn't do cranberry sauce because it just sits there and never gets eaten. The only true fruit we had was in the raspberry pie. It was good and it was simple and we haven't gotten tired of the leftovers yet.

MFM

Another Monday is here, hence another list. (Yes, I do realize I haven't done a list EVERY Monday)

*Ty Pennington- (And the patch of pubic hair beneath his lower lip) Grrr...I cannot stand the man. I do enjoy the show somewhat, although it can be annoying when they're all crying before they even get to the house they'll be renovating. However, what they do for these families can be incredible and far beyond noteworthy. I think Paul should be running the show. He's my favorite and he wears shirts that fit. Hey, Ty! I'm pretty sure they sell T-shirts at Sears in tall sizes, too. Paul could certainly run the show, but that may take away from his quiet reserved genius. Here's "Paul the Doll":
*Dream Kristen- For reasons unbeknownst to me, Kristen was in my dreams last night, and she sure was a jerk. It started out pretty funny, which I think is the norm for her, but she just ended up being an ass. So, I don't think I like the Dream Kristen.

*Weaver family- On TAR, Family Edition, they are the Jesus freaks. They pray to Jesus to guide them and just end up being driven by the devil. They've called other teams retards and whatnot; did Jesus tell you to do that? Boy, are they in for a surprise. I heard she's black and pissed off! It doesn't bother me that people have faith and everyone has a choice in their faith, but COME ON! You can't go around saying you're above everyone else because you answer to a higher power and turn around and punch their pictures and admonish them publicly. I just don't get it. They nauseate me.

*Alexis Stewart- What the hell is it with her? Martha has a certain look and attitude that says, "Do not disappoint me" but she's always adorable and has a beautiful smile and doesn't have that "I am possessed by Satan" look. Her daughter, Alexis, however, looks like she is very uncomfortable in her own skin. Even Martha's partner, Charlie, on Martha: Apprentice is annoying with his cigar that's the size of a 2" dowel rod and never lit, but he can crack a joke now and then. Even when Alexis does smile, it actually frightens me. *Shiver* I don't like it.

*In other news, I would like to recant my previous MFM to Carissa, the youngest contestant on TAR, Family Edition. Her family was eliminated and I actually shed a tear or two, it was pitiful. She was trying so hard not to cry and I wonder how long she'll blame her Mom for causing their loss. (Fast forward to the teenage years when kids blame their parents for their misgivings) They were actually pretty sweet, though. I still think it's a little creepy how the kids are like robots and the fact that they don't treat Billy and Carissa the same (You're heading to the attic when we get home, Billy), but I did end up rooting for them. Anything is better than the Weavers and their Jesus Candy. Poor Carissa.

I am so in love...

with myself.

You know in the evening when you head to the bathroom to wash your face, brush your teeth, comb out your hair for the day, whatever your routine, and you look in the mirror and you're thinking, "I look so damn good." It seems terrible to be wasting these looks on the pillows and covers; perhaps you should be heading out to the local club and sporting your look for the public.

Then you remember...you have to get up at 5 a.m. to go to work. Then when you get up in the morning, half of you resembles what you looked at in the mirror the night before and the other half resembles something hideous; you wouldn't even check the mail looking like the bad half, let alone answer the door.

Oh well. At least I have the nights.