More stream of alleged consciousness, since apparently you guys are entertained. I thought to do this just now; I checked on cooking times for turkeys and realized it was going to take twice as long to cook as I thought and I'd have to put it in the oven RIGHT NOW. So I went downstairs to the second fridge to get the turkey, looked, and it weighed half what I thought it did. Back upstairs again without the turkey! And I'm back to a couple hours' cook time. Eeesh.
Now I'll have time to knock out the from-scratch lemon meringue pie I was supposed to get to yesterday. Don't feel sorry for me. Every year I do more than I should, but I kind of enjoy the too-much-to-do. Nothing makes me feel more blessed than having too little time to cook the food I planned.
Mythbutherth day-long marathon. SCORE.
In-laws arriving in an hour; veggies prepped for snackies. Also cheese and crackers. And dip. Maybe we should just eat that and pumpkin pie today. And the white chocolate cheesecake I've got done. And the haupia. Hm.
The husbeast sighs heavily one more time, I'm going on a tri-state killing spree.
Bread rising. Well, dinner rolls. Have to wait until the dishwasher is done to make the pie. One reason I start a day ahead on Thanksgiving; because my detail planning sucks. Everyone thinks I'm organized because of the day-ahead thing. Hahaha. Guess again.
One drawback to an e-reader; I start worrying when the kitchen is full of water and steam. You can't drop it in a sink of water and fish it back out like I've done with paperbacks. (Or, rather, you can, but it's not gonna work after that.) After last winter's tea-through-the-netbook fiasco, I'd like to make it a full year before destroying any more electronics.
Discussing making Ranch dressing from scratch. Stop me. It's a sickness.
The lunatic I married is heading to the grocery store. I want it on public record that he doesn't NEED to go. I planned ahead and actually remembered everything. He's bored and going anyway. Lunatic? Yes, I think so.
Child grazing on carrots. She can do that ALL. DAY.
Dried beef dip in oven. The house is gonna smell great in ten minutes.
Really want a slice of cheesecake.
After waiting an hour for it to rise, I've realized I FORGOT TO PUT YEAST IN THE BREAD. Please, let this be the dumbest thing I do today.
Kid and cat have been hanging out together. It's freaking me out. I think the world domination plan is back on schedule.
Trying to find motivation to make lemon pie next. My feet hurt.
If this second batch of bread is a dud, it's pizza and pumpkin pie for dinner.
Making another go at meringue. Usually it looks like egg whites on top of a pie. Oh - any of you making lemon meringue pie, put some lemon zest in the meringue. And Limoncello in the filling. Yummy goodness that way.
Pie in oven. Child telling knock-knock jokes. Heavy sigh.
Only running half an hour late. For me that's almost like being early. Especially at the holidays.
Right, from here it's turkey wrangling and cat throwing. So again, youse guys have a great holiday, or a great Thursday, whichever works for you.