Thursday, November 26, 2015

This Should Come As No Surprise

A twenty-three pound turkey provides a LOT of turkey meat. I know, who would have guessed, right? That's ok, though; I'm thankful for every morsel.

I'm also thankful for the people that I got to share the meat with; having Mom and The Teenager home was such a blessing and a treat. Hugh and the Man-Cub are pretty ok, too.

I'm a lucky, lucky girl.

And, while we miss those who couldn't be here with us today, we are blessed to know that we have their love, no matter how far away they are-be it in Heaven, or elsewhere on Earth.

I hope your Thanksgiving was equally splendid and that you feel the love of your people.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

I Just Got Up Close and Personal With a Turkey

When I picked up my Thanksgiving turkey a couple of weeks back, I knew that it was a large bird. I didn't realize that it was twenty-three pounds large, nor did I realize that my largest roasting pan would be almost too small to accommodate the fowl.

Luckily, I was able to squeeze the bird into the pan, and, once it starts to roast tomorrow, it should shrink enough to make it easy to remove from the pan (She said, with fingers crossed and prayers sent).

The turkey giblets and neck are simmering away on the stovetop, growing ever more tender for their introduction to the stuffing and gravy tomorrow, and I just pulled a pumpkin cheesecake out of the oven. There is still a pumpkin pie baking away in the other oven as I type this, and, I will start on the homemade cranberry sauce later this evening. The meal, it is coming together, nicely.

The Teenager will be home later this afternoon and I can't wait to have everyone here and accounted for, because, as much as I love the food on Thanksgiving, I love having my family around far more.

Perhaps you can relate.

Monday, November 23, 2015

This Is What Happens When Ass Gets Kicked

The Man-Cub just came home from practice, waving around a sheet of paper like he had just come down from the mountain and it was a message from God himself. On the paper? Varsity plays.

My baby has been promoted to Varsity.

I am equal parts thrilled and anxious. Thrilled because he is so obviously tickled and excited, and, anxious because I know how much he enjoys playing with the boys on the JV team. I just hope he has fun; that's really my criteria for a successful sports career.

Really, though; is there any other criteria?

Sunday, November 22, 2015

In Which Much Ass Was Kicked

The boys played fantastically well in yesterday's scrimmages, and, while an official score is not kept during scrimmages, the unofficial score was Us, The Winners and Other Teams, The Losers. Not that keeping score is what it's all about, of course; the real victory was how seamlessly the boys knit together their offense and how aggressively they applied their defense. Winning was just the bonus.

Although, I actually lost count during the second game, so, it's safe to say that it was a right proper ass-kicking.

Not that that matters.

Oh, who am I kidding? It totally matters.

The boys were stoked by their victories, as well they should be, and, I hope this is the beginning of a winning season. Also, I hope that we continue to see the absolute joy that we saw on their faces during yesterday's games.

That is really the sweetest victory.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

It's Scrimmage Day!

The boys host the first basketball tournament of the season, today. It's a scrimmage tourney, so it won't count toward the team's record, but, it's great practice for the boys.

It's also a lot of work for the coach and the Boosters, since we use the opportunity to host the games as a fundraiser. This morning, I am browning ten pounds of hamburger for the taco bar that we are having, then, in between games, I will be manning the concession booth to sell those tacos. We are also going to set up a Pirate Wear table, to see if we can push any of our old merchandise before the new stuff gets here.

The Man-Cub has two games today, one at 1:00 and one at 4:00, so I will have plenty of time to work both booths in between games. Mom is scheduled to arrive at some point, today, to watch the games and, she will be staying for the week leading up to the Thanksgiving holiday, which is nice.

Hugh is in Nebraska for a college wrestling tournament and The Teenager and Katie made a surprise visit to the Front Range, yesterday, to visit with their old roommates from UNC, so, in addition to working the tournament, I will be worrying about them all driving home tomorrow (there was a huge mountain snowstorm yesterday and it took them nine hours to drive to Denver; I can't imagine the roads will be much improved by tomorrow).

I also need to stop in at the hardware store, to do yesterday's receipts and payroll, plus, I should probably start thinking about the food prep for Thanksgiving...

...or, I could just take it one minute at a time and enjoy watching the boys play some basketball.

Facebook seems to think that's an excellent idea; it shared this old memory to my timeline this morning:

That was taken four years ago, and, while only two out of four of The Fearsome Foursome are playing basketball this year (Mikey and Tones opted out), it still made my heart go pitter-pat.

So, on to the gym! It's scrimmage day!

Thursday, November 19, 2015

We've Got Spirit, Yes We Do

I hosted the monthly meeting of the Booster Club last night, and, again, we had great participation; those blingie Mom shirts are certainly working.

The group spent over two hours on Club business. Actually, only about half of that was business, the rest was just good natured (raunchy, LOVE these ladies!) chit-chat about the school, our kids, our jobs, and other stuff, and it made me really happy to be part of the group. I almost wondered why I hadn't gotten involved sooner, but, then I remembered that the Club was previously made up of moms who made me ragey and I was like, oh, yeah...never mind.

Anyway, last night we snacked on a pumpkin roll that the President of the club had brought. It was delicious and she was quick to point out that she had purchased it, not baked it, which cracked me up; girlfriend is President of the Boosters, active in FFA, Fair Board, the Academic PAC at the school, has three children, a small farm, AND a fulltime job. Frankly, I'm amazed that she functions at all, fuck that baking noise.

My contribution to the snacks was the cocoa bar, which I broke out over the weekend. I added a bottle of peppermint schnapps and a bottle of buttershot schnapps to it for the meeting and it was a huge hit. I was actually surprised by how cool the other moms thought it was and it made me feel good when several of them said that they were going to make them for their homes. It was such a Martha moment for me.

So, with warm-and full-bellies, we tackled the topics of winter sports, Pirate Wear sales, fundraising for new wrestling mats, and developing a social marketing plan in the community. Our tagline is going to be "It's Game Day", and we are hoping to get the entire community on board. Because, when we are fully fueled with sugar and alcohol, we are creative, innovative, and, apparently, crazy, over-achieving wild women who think no challenge is too big.

I couldn't ask for a better group of women for the job.

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

10 Things You Probably Don't Care To Know About My Blog Habit

1.  I have been blogging since 2003. I started out on Diaryland, which is basically a ghost town at this point, before migrating to Blogger.

2.  I read a lot of blogs back in the day; some of the authors of those blogs became real-life friends, whom I keep up with on Facebook, now.

3.  I still like to read blogs, but, I am more choosy about what-and who-I read.

4.  I do not read sponsored posts; I find them disingenuous. I do, however, like to hear about the products that bloggers like enough to write about without the promise of a paycheck or a freebie.

5.  In that same vein, affiliate links? Yeah, never gonna click on that bullshit. Kind of feel sorry for the sheeple who follow a blogger so closely that they want to purchase whatever the blogger is linking to that day, like, everyday. Get some self-respect, people. Or, you know, grow your own brain.

6.  I don't participate on snark sites. I have read them on occasion, but, for the most part, I think their existence is rather ridiculous. We all have the choice to click on that little X in the upper right-hand corner when we disagree with a blogger; it takes far more effort to open a new window just to bitch.

7.  I love food blogs, yet, I've made only a handful of the recipes that I have read. I blame laziness.

8.   I enjoy travel blogs. Someday, I hope to actually travel to the places that I have read about.

9.  I'm not a huge fan of fitness blogs. Again, I blame laziness.

10.  I love blogs by photographers and have learned some valuable lessons from them.

And, that's it. I hope you haven't been bored stiff by reading this, although, if you were, there is that little X that I was talking about earlier....should've used it sooner.