Happy Thanksgiving! November 26, 2009
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Wishing you all a Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving, all!
p.s. I have google wave invitations now. grovel at my feet and I may give you one
Happy Thanksgiving to all today! I am thankful for my online friends.
Happy TG y’all.
Nice quiet day at home with my girls. Steaks ready to throw on the grill before the Cowgirls play.
I have too many blessings to count, but you all are in the top percentile. Extra prayer for Pupster and his family today.
Happy Thanksgiving to all of the IB’ers who make me thankful that I’m a Hostage. I hope you all have a good holiday. Even Brewfan.
Happy Thnaksgiving folks!
Also, I’m grillin steaks in a while and wearing the apron that Cathy made for me aspecial.
I’m gonna wear it all afternoon. It’s like a giant bib.
Merry Thanksgiving to one and all.
Happy Thankgiving everyone! Hey Dave, isn’t it a little hard to put stuffing into a steak?
[...] Michael proved that dogs and cats can live together without mass hysteria (mass humor, on the other hand,…). [...]
Happy Thanksgiving to all you and yours (from a lurker who occasionally posts…) Take it easy on the hard stuff.
Happy Thanksgiving, my friends.
This year, our 4th together, Mr. L and I finally got it right.
Year 1: Went to PA to have him meet the family. It was freezing cold and the trees had no leaves. Although Dad DID refrain from farting, so that was good.
Year 2: I cooked and we had far too many leftovers, so we wasted a lot of money and food. Plus I had to clean up.
Year 3: Went to the Rio buffet. Waited 3 1/2 hours in line and when finally seated, had the pleasure of watching little brats run around the place and throw food.
This Year: Went to a local family restaurant (Blueberry Hill), didn’t wait in line, had a delicious meal, friendly service and no clean-up.
Bingo!
Big hugs for everybody at IB! Happy Thanksgiving!
It was a good day.
Same here!
Quiz:
Do you call it dressing or filling or stuffing?
Actually, not a quiz, but a survey.
Stuffing. And it’s made primarily out of pork sausage, fried onions and ground beef, with just enough stuffing cubes to sop up the grease.
Welcome to La Familia.
New pics of Lipstick surface: http://tinyurl.com/ykdxgzo
I keep looking at the distance between her knee and her thigh and it do not compute. Not possible. But, there she is.
between her knee and hip, I mean
Her feet don’t look big enough.
But the legs are long enough.
I’m gonna blog her tomorrow, I think.
Just don’t say anything that would make her hunt you down and kill you.
How the Hell she gonna sneak up on me?
I imagine she’ll stir up a pretty good cloud of dust in front of her.
Stuffing.
New pics of Lipstick surface
Dang. Dancing with Babezilla would mean you gotta make sure you don’t get poked in the eye.
I think I would rather dance with Mrs. Peel. You just have to be careful that you don’t accidentally fling her into the parking lot.
Texas v. Texas A&M is lookin’ like a dogfight so far.
Dressing. Stale bread crumbs, chicken, a little bit of celery (only a little – you don’t want to overwhelm the other flavors), some spices (not sure what). My aunt makes her mother-in-law’s recipe. It’s very good – not too dry, not too soggy. Even I like it.
Yeah, I just checked the score. I’m surprised we’re down by only 7 – I was expecting a bloodbath.
A&M is very up for this game (as usual). Neither defense looking particularly good against the run or the pass. Texas coughed up 7 on the turnover.
We call ours “dressing”. Well my parents do mostly. I go back & forth between dressing & stuffing. It’s a cornbread recipe and there are no meats and/or snausages involved. Oh, and it’s real home-made cornbread, not that sweet, cake-like junk yankees call “cornbread”. ;-D
It’s awesome and I got a whole pan of it all to myself.
Thanksgiving at my Uncle Chuck & Aunt Karen’s place this year (again). I deepfried a turkey, and Janis made butterhorn rolls & apple goodie. We were going to fry 2 turkeys, but I had trouble with the cooker this morning & ran out of time (I set it up with cover from a NW wind, then the wind shifted to where it was coming from the SW, and I had a hard time maintaining 350°). I JUST finished frying it a few minutes ago, and we’ll have “virgin” leftover turkey for tomorrow. My cousin Kevin’s oldest girl Brooke is graduating from high school one semester early so that she can go through National Guard bootcamp. She’ll be enrolling at the University of Iowa next fall studying nursing with the Iowa National Guard helping pick up the tab.
Janis is upstairs giving Little Man a bath with some soothing salts. He’s got a BAD case of “monkey butt”, possibly caused by The Green Bean Incident on Monday night (he ate about 3/4 of a can of green beans in ONE freakin’ sitting)…..or possibly Taco Sauce Sunday (he wouldn’t stop whining until Janis gave him a couple of spoonfulls of taco sauce with our takeout dinner that night). Needless to say, he’s one sore-butted puppy right now; but other than that, he’s as jubilant as ever.
A Happy Turkey Day to all of you & yours, and anyone passing through Winterset during the next couple of days should stop by the house for leftover turkey & a bottle of Leinenkugel Sunset Wheat.
If I can get away from work sometime this weekend, I’m going squirrel hunting with my Dad & my nephew Deven. He & my sis came over from Iowa City, and Deven’s really excited to go squirrel hunting with Grandpa Jim. I got one of my Mossberg .22s zeroed in last weekend, and I’m just chomping at the bit to get out in the woods.
How the Hell she gonna sneak up on me?
Remember, I’m a cougar.
We’re stealthy.
A seven foot tall woman would show up on radar.
A cougar?
You’re going to exploit my youthful sex drive while making pop-culture references from before my time?
Wow, yeah, you’re terrifying.
Ooooo. teh shivvers!
I think I would rather dance with Mrs. Peel.
Fine.
FINE
Wow, yeah, you’re terrifying.
Ooooo. teh shivvers!
Laura, I am the cougar. You are the dik dik.
Shorty.
>> You’re going to exploit my youthful sex drive while making pop-culture references from before my time?
I would do that if I knew how.
I like Ike!
Tippy Canoe and Tyler Too!
Winston Tastes Good Like a Cigarette Should
Enas, I concur that cornbread should not be sweet. I like my cornbread more crumbly and bread-y.
My mom has a recipe for something called Georgia Cornbread Cake. It’s not actually made with cornbread, but it has that same crumbly texture, and it’s sweet. Man, that’s some good stuff.
I’m following the game on one of those stat tracker animation things. I was going to watch it at my parents’, since they actually have TV, but my nephew was being a real pill* and my BIL was being his usual self, so I came back home with a headache. I’m so glad I don’t still live there. (my sis and BIL and nephew are spending the night)
Did I tell y’all my sister is expecting again? She is due at the end of May.
*I know he’s only 2, but isn’t that old enough to learn that it’s not appropriate to scream and cry? Or that it’s not okay to pinch the dog or grab her in sensitive areas?
also, I terrified him today – he was getting underfoot while we were cooking, and at one point, he ran over to the oven, which was on, and grabbed the door handle and started trying to pull it open. I was so alarmed for him that, without thinking, I sharply barked, “[his name]! NO!” and he immediately backed off and ran out of the room. No one else had seen it, so they all turned to look at me, and I explained. Mom laughed and said he knew I meant it.
All my men wear English Leather or they wear nothing at all.
Next time add “get the fuck away from there”.
You want them to remember fear cause they’re dumb at 2.
Moses is still hard on our cat Hilton (he’s only 20 months old after all), but he’s already learning the importance of appearing to be a little angel. He’s so sweet when we tell him “Moses, show kitty some love”. He goes over and lays his head on Hilton & pets him nicely.
Then, when we’ve turned away, he gets a little grin on his face, picks up his little plastic golf club and …………. BLAMMO!
Laura, I am the cougar. You are the dik dik.
Look; I’m flattered. Really. But you are barking up the wrong plumbing-tree, babelicious. No dik-dik here. And frankly I find it alarmingly-kinky-in-the-bad-way that you call it that.
I can’t help you. Shoo.
*I know he’s only 2, but isn’t that old enough to learn that it’s not appropriate to scream and cry? Or that it’s not okay to pinch the dog or grab her in sensitive areas?
Not old enough, except for rare cases. They have no concept of ‘sensitive areas’ or ‘loudness’ or empathy or anything like that.
My little brother was 5 when I caught him chasing the cat around, bashing her with a broom when he could get a clear shot. He had a bad day, that day. It got worser.
*Sigh*
This often happens. I have to explain my jokes to the uninformed. It’s okay, I understand that you don’t have the advantages of the education of a branch campus of the University of Pittsburgh that I do.
A dik dik is a tiny animal in Africa. Reeeeealy tiny. A cougar is bigger and way more lethal.
Geddit now?
A dik dik is a tiny animal in Africa.
You’ve lost me entirely. African dik dik is supposed to be….look, let’s just drop it.
I’M NOT INTERESTED OK???
sheesh
Wait, I’m,
African?
…
*processes this new information
African dik dik is supposed to be….look, let’s just drop it.
I understand why you are uncomfortable with the subject.
You probably put one in your stuffing.
Freaking immigrants.
I’m afraid to ask where I am in the IB Taxonomy.
*instant blind fuckin’ fury*
*jerks knife out of turkey carcass*
OK MISS AMERICAN PIE LET’S GO
YOU WANT SOME OF THIS, HIAWATHA?
LET’S GO NOW
Ok first, let’s go over the rules. Nothing to the hair or the face. That’s it! Those are the rules.
Will just found out what my jeans cost and flipped out. Let’s all point at him and laugh.
Not till you tell me what they cost.
It ain’t a knife fight without Thanksgiving.
First, Peel, *we* have to know how much they cost.
HA HA HA HAAA same page.
Making this ass look good is expensive, ok?
heh.. ok then, I ain’t prepared to ridicule him then
Give us a range.
$150-200 range. That includes hemming.
My problem is that if jeans fit my waist, then I can’t get them over the junk in my trunk, and if they fit my hips, then they gape at the waist. Joe’s Jeans Honey cut is the only cut I have ever found that actually fits correctly.
Oh well, with hemming…..
(daaaaaaamn!)
You should stick with those jeans.
At the IBMMP, for example, every time I got up from a chair I had to hike up my sadly stretched out and shapeless cheap jeans. CHEAP jeans.
I was so self-conscious and therefore noticed that Mrs. Peel’s jeans fit perfectly all day and all weekend long.
That’s worth the money.
In my defense, though, I don’t like people to spend money on me. You can get me a book for like $10 and make me very, very happy.
And my contention was that I could buy a weeks clothing for that price.
Some things are just worth spending money on.
Mr L laughed at me the other day because I used a tea bag twice : “We can afford for you to use a second teabag!”
“But this one still has some juice in it!”
“Throw it away!”
With that said,, flattering and well-fitting jeans are worth the money.
Will, Will, Will,
Do you want your woman to look fabulous or would you rather she spent her money on throw pillows or clothes for her dog?
Man, I just love it when Russ shows up and does a coredump.
See, Russ kinda assumes that we are interested in the condition of his kid’s ass.
The odd thing is this — most of us are actually kinda interested in whether Moses’ ass is OK.
would you rather she spent her money on throw pillows or clothes for her dog?
That reminds me!!! I got Pepper the most adorable Mrs. Claus outfit the other day! All the other dogs on the block will want to hump her when they see that flirty red skirt with saucy fur-trimmed hemline!
And my contention was that I could buy a weeks clothing for that price.
Pfft.
You guys buy your jeans by waist and inseam measurements. You do not care how your butt is being showcased, and nobody else is really judging you that way either.
It’s a little more complicated than that for chicks. Curves, you know. Denim is a tough material for those curves. They really have to be cut right for your figure and there’s so many different kinds of chick-figures.
That said, I’ve never paid as much for jeans as Peel has.
But except for one $80 pair I own, they do always gap a bit at the waist. That’s fine for everyday jeans.
I feel so comfy and cute in that one semi-pricey pair though…
Well, yes.
Auntie Lipstick must be informed about monkey butt and so-forth.
Not sure if you all know, but it turns out that Russ and I are cousins (many times removed) (like from the 1700′s).
So my barren self embraces darling Moses and really enjoys hearing about him.
*Michael goes into “damage control” mode*
Um, Lipstick, I was referring to that monster Babezilla chick. Not you. Oh no, not you for sure. I would love to dance with you (assuming I had steel-toed shoes on). It would be all sweet and awesome to dance with you.
Heh, that’s funny. I wonder if any other IBers are related. Rosetta and I have the same last name, but I don’t think we’re actually connected.
It would be all sweet and awesome to dance with you.
Harumph. Yeah, right.
*stomp*
I’m afraid to ask where I am in the IB Taxonomy.
You are right over there, in the corner of my garage, with a pile of old Frisbees, waiting to be flung somewhere.
Hey, this place is as strange as usual tonight. NTTAWWT.
Happy Thanksgiving, internet weirdos. Sleep well, and may your hangovers be merciful and mild.
All she had to say is “makes my fanny look good” and the women lined up.
So what the hell is wrong with us guys?
I say spend that money ladies. We already appreciated the results (ahem), we might as well have some appreciation for the effort too.
I have to thank y’all. In the past week, I’ve made Cranberry Jezebel (thanks to the recipe here on IB) three times, and each time I got compliments. Once was for a Thanksgiving dinner at church, another was for a Thanksgiving dinner with relatives (which Dad took to my cousin’s house where the dinner was), and the third was for a Thanksgiving dinner I hosted. So I made two batches on Thursday. It’s so easy!
Thank you for making Thanksgiving taste better for many peoples.