11.22.2007

Happing Thanksgibbing back

It's set to be a good Thanksgiving, I think.

As my sister Jen announced, my Ridiculously Talented B-in-Law Ed just got his first official job since launching hisself as a commercial photographer. He'll be doing a series of shoots for Norton Antivirus for their 2008 print campaign, and I'm sure they're going to be amazing. We've all been praying really, really hard that he'll get hired soon so that they can stop being poor people. I've been praying extra hard because Jen promised me that once they're filthy rich she'll be able to do things like take me to London for my birthday. (Hey, my prayers don't come cheap. You gotta earn 'em.)

So yeah. There's a big, big thing to be thankful for. The rest of the holiday could suck bricks and I don't think any of us will care.

Am very excited for this year's food lineup. Jen is handling the turkey, the veggies, the brie, and some other stuff. Spitfire and I are bringing Pioneer Woman's mashed potatoes (made with cream cheese, for the love of all that is holy and right), and her sweet potatoes (blended with butter, milk, and Fresh Hot Sin). I'm also doing Martha Stewart's classic stuffing and a pumpkin pie made with fresh pumpkin.

That's right. If anyone wants to put a tiara on my head right now that would be just fine.

I slaughtered one of my Halloween pumpkins last week, a task which turned out to be much more time-consuming that I thought it would be. This probably is to do with the lack of proper slaughtering implements in my home. (Note to burglars and would-be killers: Bring your own knives.) I'm not kidding, though. A kid's pumpkin-carving kit probably would have gotten the job done better and faster. But at the end of it I had my very own gorgeous pumpkin puree.

Isn't it beautiful? It looked just like mango. Sadly, it did not taste like it, which would have been a Thanksgiving Miracle. It's so pretty that it makes the canned stuff look a bit like this:


And now I'm off to go enjoy the day with my lovely sisters. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!


10 comments:

Janssen said... [reply]

So, I made sweet potatoes too with molasses and vanilla and spices and such. And I was so proud of myself.

But now? I wish I'd made your recipe. Phooey.

Nemesis said... [reply]

Spitfire just read this post. She can't believe our mom allowed a picture taken of her where her hair looked like that. She says she looks like the kid who just rolled out of the dumpster.

Nemesis said... [reply]

I tried to say she looks cute, but she says she looks like a ghost.

"Helloooo, I'm the ghost from the dumpster!"

Jenny said... [reply]

I feel so much better about my own daughter's rat's nest. Now I can tell her it's hereditary.

Miss Hass said... [reply]

Ah, the bangs, Nem. The bangs.

daltongirl said... [reply]

Yesterday I was at the store and the Latino woman who was the checker (named Roma--not Rose) wished us a "happing Thanksgibbing." I almost wished her one back. If only I would have thought to tell her what a lovely name she had.

Well done you on the fresh pumpkin pie front. You will never go back, I promise!

Science Teacher Mommy said... [reply]

Two questions--

Did pioneers have cream cheese?
What is Fresh Hot Sin?

Desmama said... [reply]

Whatever, Spitfire's the cutest in that picture! And I love how you can see the beginning of The Eyebrow in you.

Holmes Family said... [reply]

I thought I loved reading your blog before, but now? Our mutual affection for the Pioneer Woman, well, it just makes me appreciate you all the more. Ah the sweet potatoes, they're practically a dessert...

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