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Ye gods, I really have grown to despise the Thanksgiving holiday. Mostly, it's because I hate travelling, which my wife insists upon. My own condition is that we have to spend our nights at my mother's house, not her parent's house.
It's not that I dislike her parents. They're cool. However, their house is just not set up to be hospitable to visitors. The only guest bed they have is a futon. The only shower they have is the one in the bathroom off my in-laws bedroom.
At my mother's house, we'll at least have an actual bed to sleep in, and a bathroom with shower all to ourselves.
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Then, while watching TV with the kidlets, I was reminded of a story from long ago (30+ years). Back when I first started hunting, my dad would put me in a deer stand near his. So, one morning, as he was walking me to my stand, we were stalked by a small group of coyotes.
Eventually, my dad shot one of them, and dragged it's carcass off for the others to munch on.
I try to not put up my decorations when it's this warm. It feels like inviting trouble...
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Our Cub Scout pack participated in Wreaths Across America yesterday, here in Houston. It was a really good thing for the scouts to see, I think, the honoring of fallen soldiers.
The number heard was about 17,000 participants. Dan Crenshaw, one of our newly elected representatives (and a war hero), was master of ceremonies. That thrilled my nephew (a Boy Scout there with his troop), who is a big fan of Crenshaw.
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At long last, my eyes have succumbed to the ravages of time. I now have prescription reading glasses.
It started about a month back, when I was reading one night. I noticed something was off, so went about closing one eye, then the other. Turns out my left eye was more blurry than the right.
After putting the glasses on for the first time, I began to realize that while the left was worse, it did not mean the right eye was without its own problems.
Happy Birthday to him?
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My boy and I were supposed to have gone camping this weekend, with his Cub Scout pack. Sadly, the leadership was afraid of the weather and cancelled.
So, to partially make up for it, he and I went to see the new How to Train Your Dragon movie yesterday. He had been wanting to see it, and since his sister already had via a daycare field trip, I figured he deserved it.
It was entertaining, but not the kind of movie I would choose to see. He enjoyed it, though, so that's all that matters.
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Granted, the camping trip being cancelled was probably a good thing for me. I've been fighting a cold since Tuesday, and being out in the chilly, wet woods probably wouldn't have been good for me. I was fully prepared to suffer through it, however, for the sake of my scouts and making sure they get closer to earning their Wolf badges.
Would that their parents were as determined.
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After several years of failed attempts, I have finally managed to institute a somewhat regular dinner schedule for the family. Monday is pork chops and french fries (baked potato for the wife and I). Tuesday is red beans and rice. Wednesday is spaghetti and mini pizza breads. Thursday is stir fry (usually chicken) for the grown ups and Sonic for the kidlets. Friday is pizza (and Family Movie Night).
Huzzah for regularity!
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Incidentally, I've also adjusted the way I cook red beans now.
I used to smoke a pork loin wrapped in bacon the day before, then use some of the left over pork and all the bacon in the red beans.
Now I smoke a pork butt instead, and use some left over of that in my red beans. It comes out a little more tender, and has the added benefit of supplying us with sammich makings for a few days.
I still use bacon as well. I smoke it on a separate grate. Maple bacon. Mmmmmm….
Mr Aber Zombie,
I completely agree with the Frigidaire sucky company and products though have found a happy American Company in Kitchen Aid used the mixer for a while. Now just got a dish washer and I love it.
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I have come to the conclusion that although a decision may not be "wrong", that does not necessarily mean it was "right". I have somewhat become living proof of this idea.
I have, in recent years, made decisions that were not "wrong" decisions, but they were most definitely (in hindsight) "not right".
Thus leaving me in a position I once swore I would never be in. I should have listened to my instincts lo those several years ago.
Doesn't sound like a good position sorry my friend. Hopefully it will work out for you.