Thank you for all the amazing luv 'n' hugs (I'm taking the liberty of imagining that a lot of all that would translate into hugs in real life. I like to make assumptions) after yesterday's post. I will write more about getting to this place of complete peace and happiness, or rather allowing God to give me the peace and happiness instead of putting my fingers in my ears and running away screaming "Lalalalala! I can't hear you!!!!", but let me just say right now that I am there.Because so many of you have sent me private messages of concern and support that I know you want to know for sure how this is going down over here. And in a word, it's great. Truly. More on that when it's not a quick take day! So yay! And thank you again.
Thanksgiving is absolutely one of our most favoritestest holidays of the year. I know I should pick a holy one, and we love those for different reasons, I promise. But Thanksgiving is....wow. Nothin' but fun, man. Delicious food all day long. No obligations. A four day weekend. In the words of Phil: hap-ay, hap-ay, hap-ay.
(3)Ruffino Orvieto Classico. It is the yum.
I mean, you guys. The food was SO good. And guess who made it all? All of it? ME! As I said over on IG last night, I may have to stop claiming that I'm a fool in the kitchen. And it only too 13 years of practice to get here! Go me!
Right now Tommy is at one of our friend's house to help him brew his first batch of beer. And he took Paul and Cecilia with him. Meanwhile I'm still in my pajamas. I ate pie for breakfast. I'm picking at stuffing while I write this. The ugly truth is that I am SUPPOSED to be getting the other three and myself ready and meeting them over there asap.....but....um....it's just....stuffing. And pie. And no one arguing. And pajamas. *cough cough* Yeah, maybe I'm coming down with something.
Fine! I'll get dressed! Geez, meanie heads. I'll close with a new trick I thought of that could really work if your dough is frozen AND you freeze the scissors so the blades are really, really cold: