I love my stupid birds! They are a hoot. I acquired more ducks at the end of summer and am up to 12. In the spring, I will attempt to hatch some out of our eggs. I think I could keep 16 birds total. All their eggs are selling. And I found that I can sell them for way more.... I was doing unwashed flats for $15. Now I'm doing washed dozens for $10.
I had some at a small event and the woman who made it shared the recipe. It was so smooth; its kind of a silky pumpkin custard. She served hers in little mini pumpkins cut in half and scooped out. It was a super nice presentation. This is the first time I've made it. It wasn't too difficult, but I doubled the recipe and my cook times were way longer. I'll be torching the sugar on top tomorrow.
The closest family is my mom at about 2.75 hours away. My step-dad and brothers all live over 5 hours away.The only people that make an effort to come see us are my mom, but not her current husband, step-dad that raised me, but not his wife, even though she says she will every year. My best friends from high-school come a few times a year, as often as they can, camp in my yard and we fish and boat all weekend. The wife's Goddaughters will come for some weekends, too. It's not like its a great distance, it's just that all the people that want to make sure we come by for the holidays, so rarely make the trip for us. I quite enjoy being left the hell alone by everyone else. My wife is finally seeing why I don't give a shit about going to see anyone else, because her family also doesn't make the effort to come visit her, and she's the one with the fucked leg. They all have fully functional bodies, but her brother has only come to see her twice in over nine years now.
Has anyone made sweet potato pie with marshmallows on top? I keep hearing it's good but I just can't wrap my head around it.
Got another 2 showing up for dinner this afternoon. We are the transplants and we collect all the stragglers. Happy Thanksgiving to all you lovely idiots. I'm thankful for this place. It's kind of a 3rd space for me.
I second this. We’re hosting Thanksgiving for the 25th year. It’s a small group, immediate family and in-laws. It can be aggravating at times because it’s a lot of work, but we have a system down. And getting to keep most of the leftovers is a huge benefit. The rest of the weekend will involve putting up Christmas lights, yard work, and additional family get togethers. Thanksgiving weekend is fun but not very relaxing.
Enjoy it all everyone. I’ll be driving to Montreal this weekend for a week for work. They’re calling for a shit ton of snow for the drive. Yay.
Safe travels, Nett. My wife put on a great dinner for us and her parents as well as her brother. None of us filled up the table; I had to borrow chairs from my parents. Now the boys are at their girlfriend/fiancé houses but should be coming back for our younger son’s birthday celebration. He’s 21 today. Time goes by so damned fast. Feels like just yesterday he was a wild haired toddler crawling up into my lap with his blanket and pacifier to watch tv and then fall asleep.
I found out today from multiple 70ish year old relatives that there was apparently an X-rated drive in theater on a main road here in the 60s/70s. That brings up a lot of questions I don’t want answers to.
I mean… porn at one point was considered almost mainstream and “chic”—- and then Traci Lords came along and made sure that will never happen again. You cannot recover from that shit.
We were up to 26 people at dinner this year. But for some reason I finally figured out time management after all these years and it ended up being one of the easiest Thanksgivings we've done. Plus the Cowboys won. Now I'm just getting drunk off the half dozen leftover bottles of wine people left at my house while I clean up and then I'll spend most of tomorrow doing fuck-all except for the hour where I take the kids to the local tree farm and we pick up this year's Christmas tree. Happy Thanksgiving Idiots!
There was a drive-in theater down here that would show porn on certain nights until the mid-eighties. No, I never went, but I heard about it.
When Peewee Herman got busted for playing 5 on 1 in Sarasota, I knew exactly where it was. Only nudie movie house in town.