Tongue-in-Cheek

A little conversational gem from my Thanksgiving dinner,

"Feed your baby garlic and you can always find him in the dark."

My great-grandmother (who had 9 children) used to say it and my grandmother passed it on to me.

I guess you'd have to have had a sense of humor taking care of 9 children in the 1930's.

Watching The Grinch

1st ever cheesecake. Not so good. Not bad, but not good either. Apparently when it looks done--it's overdone. I'll have to remember that for next year. And also figure out how to cut it without it looking like Holden cut it. It is also currently located on top of the car in the garage.

Yum.

Day before Thanksgiving just-in-case turkey. We cut up the meat so we would have extra for the big Turkey day and I have another one brining in a 5 gallon bucket in the garage, ready to be slathered in canola oil and baked for a few hours. I'm taking credit but my husband really did most of the work on the turkeys. I did make homemade vegetable stock for the brine though.

I'm looking forward to this Thanksgiving. My 2009 Thanksgiving meal was a piece of chocolate cheesecake next to my dad's bed, so I'm ready for some turkey and mashed potatoes.

I'm also thinking of going to the new Harry Potter movie tonight.

Two turkeys and a ham walked into a bar...

Is it wrong that this morning at 6:10 a.m. when my cat walked into the kitchen and vomited on the floor I waited a couple minutes to clean it up to see if the dogs would eat it?

I know, gross.

On Saturday I found another cake stand for $4. Tony asked me why I keep buying cake stands and I told him it's because then I will have plenty when I open my bakery. And also, it fills the space above my kitchen cabinets with pretty things.

I am in charge of the basics of Thanksgiving this year so my fridge is filled to the brim with 2 turkeys and a ham. Don't ask on the two turkeys thing...it wasn't well thought out. I did buy a cool digital thermometer that you can set to the desired internal temperature and it will beep. Haven't quite figured out how I'm going to use it for two turkeys at the same time. Also, my search for fresh sage has been futile, so if you know where I can find some let me know.

The last thing you should see before I go clean my entire house is this website for pumpkin cheesecake

Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas (again)

My newest frenemy is a half gallon bucket of white chocolate macadamia nut cookie dough my mother-in-law gave us for free a couple weeks ago.

I am almost through the semester and I expect things to settle down in approximately 3 weeks. I have been so desperately craving sunlight lately that I went and tanned. That is clearly not a healthy solution so I'm thinking of buying a light box. Do any of you have them? Do they work?

Curious as to what is at the top of my Christmas list this year? A new will and testament and revokable trust. I'm pretty damn exciting, huh?
Tony's Christmas list isn't much better.

I feel so grown up. It's like when you're a teenager and you say you'll never become "the man" but somehow most of us eventually do.

I'm curious as to why when people who don't have fertility problems talk about how they want another child no one tells them to,

'Just be happy with what you have'.

Maybe happiness with the child I have is the reason I want another one. Of course if you read my blog you already know better than to say ignorant things to people regarding fertility and pregnancy. Right?

Right.

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I used to always tell people fall is my favorite time of year. I think I even told you that recently.

Upon further reflection, I'm pretty sure I was wrong. Is it possible to be wrong about your own favorite season? Fall used to be my favorite season. The football, the chill in the air, the crisp leaves and the colors.

But now ringing (true) in my ears are my therapist's words from last year about seasonal affective disorder and her suggestion that I consider buying daylight spectrum lights for my house. Because it might make me feel better.

I think it might.

Now before you go telling me you can't cure depression with daylight spectrum lights I have to tell you it's more of a funk than depression. I think it's more related to exhaustion than any actual chemical imbalance.

So perhaps 10-12 hours of sleep and then 12-14 hours of daylight spectrum light would help.

I think I can pinpoint the year that fall dropped off the top of my favorite list. It was fall 2002. I have just been hanging on with the hope that it will climb back to the top. I think I am finally willing to concede that my favorite season is now officially summer.

My reasoning:
1) It is the sunniest of all the seasons
2) It is my husband's favorite season and therefore best mood(s)
3) No one I love (besides a dog) has died in the summer.


As an aside...Do you think perhaps this change in love of seasons is sort of like everything in marriage? At some point things start to merge the longer you are together, even down to your looks?

School is sucking all the inspiration out of me.

I keep hoping my writers block will un-block but no such luck. I spent all day yesterday writing about 6000 words and preparing two presentations and am still not done with my homework. I literally had to quit typing because my left pinkie finger went numb.

I have to finish that 6000 word project, write two papers, and study for a test today.

I'm not a fan of busywork.

And Holden was awake last night until 11:30.

I have forbidden him from eating any more of his Halloween candy.