Thanks, CC! It was the usual mishmash of family horrors, not too much drama this time.
<I'm probably violating some cross-posting BYC rules, but I am too tired (lazy!) to resummarize, so I'm copy/pasting from the Squatchwatchers thread.>
Some highlights from the day:
I cooked a crapload of food. Turkey and ham (even though I don't eat meat, I still know how to cook it) and a ton of other stuff. Roasted brussels, garlic roasted smashed redskins, stuffing, biscuits, smashed turnips, deviled eggs, spinach dip etc.....yum. Beeyatch knows how to throw a party!
My mom--who is disabled and has a pill problem--rolled up in her jazzy with my sis and her clan from Delaware, with three burnt-to-a-crisp pies. Cuz she fell asleep on the toilet while baking them. I shizz you not.
My very proper, old lady SIL and MIL stated how MOIST the ham was. Oh my lord, did the conversation degenerate from there. It was a veritable MOISTFEST for probably the next, oh, 20 minutes or so. Lol!! My fam is tres inappropriate, and the hubs' is very old, old-school Italian. Much hilarity ensued.
I brought a chicken in the house. My family (who are all staunch animal lovers) had no idea of the coolness and excellence of pet chickens. I schooled them. I brought in Flower, my MFD, and my niece and my mom could not stop cuddling her. They couldn't believe how sweet and docile and content she was to sit in their laps, making her sweet little chickeny noises. The MIL and SIL looked a little horrified, but oh well!
We put a lock on our bedroom door so my one sister's weird ass BF wouldn't pass out on our nice bed with his stanky feet and greazy homeless self, like he did last time. He came, he stuffed himself with ten pounds of food, never said hi or bye or thank you or that was good, and passed out with his stanky feet on the couch. Me and my other sister (who is evil) took stealth pictures of him and made snarky memes out of them.
My nephews got a kick out of feeding the chooks lots of leftovers in their runs. It was their first Thanksgiving! It was great watching them play keep away with pieces of turkey (which struck me as a mite bit cannabalistic, but oh well!)
It was a lot of cooking and alot of cleaning and a lot of furniture rearranging, but it was worth it. A good time was had by all!
And I have pictures.
Well, that sounds great -- sorta how it went here. I didn't get a chance to bring a chicken in, but evidently everyone was playing with the chicks in the living room. My friends daughters in laws were here from one of the Carolina's.... I'm sure they were shocked by this. I'm told that the MIL mostly travels and always had "help" when her kids were growing up. She told me she never put on a big dinner -- it was always done at her sister's house.
I absolutely love spinach dip and could easily sit down and pig out on the thing alone. This is the first time in years I didn't make it. We also love brussels sprouts, but I'm sure that only 4 of us would have eaten them. Some picky eaters in the bunch. Friends daughter won't eat brown eggs..... well, guess what honey -- all those deviled eggs were brown, blue or green. hehe
and we missed you too! So glad you survived. How was it?
