Holy Giant Gobbler, Batman!

This is what a 30 pound turkey looks like. That's not a munchkin oven or anything, it's a regular ole human sized one. Looks sort of like an ostrich, no? Normally I feel all bad about eating something that I've seen run around and such, but dang, dude was TASTY. I haven't had "real" turkey that hasn't been injected with that "15% solution of whatever salty crap to enhance freshness and add a bunch of weight so we can charge you more for a smaller bird" in probably, oh, 30 years or so. It was too much for Annie's dead tastebuds though, she liked the turkey dinner at school for a change, so she was all excited. She took one bite, and said, "Whoa, that is just too much in your face TURKEY taste for me," and just ate her rolls and corn instead. Philistine.

Patti likes to take pictures, lots and lots of pictures, of kids in various poses, to show how much they have grown each year. Well, this year she had an actual purpose for taking the pictures, which can't be divulged but thank goodness some grandparents are deaf because Al was hollering it all over the place. I don't think this one will be used though. Patrick is giving an editorial comment on the whole process, I believe.

These cats were making a cute salt and pepper fuzzy heart until we tried to take a picture, at which point Ghost was possessed with the urge to start licking Itty on the head, but that's still cute too. They have taken to laying on the back of the loveseat together, right by the door, so I can yell "Salt n' peppa, Spice Cats!" and hug them and squish them together when I get home from work. I guess it's good that I don't work EVERY day, I'm thinking they would tire of that rather quickly.

Itty is a star diva cat, and don't you forget it. Either that or she was just trolling around in the basement like she does and accidentally got a glow in the dark star sticker stuck to her tail.

Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. Mine was okay, kinda meh what with the missing of the Dad and getting ill with the Squanto's revenge or whatever. Yeah, yeah, it probably wasn't Squanto at the Thanksgiving feast, I'm too lazy to google right now. I am still coughing and now am sporting my own cotton ball stuffed ear like Annie did at Halloween. Stay healthy, peeps.

Halloween and stuff

Um, yeah, okay, that whole creepy countdown kinda turned into a bust. Started feeling like a job y'all, and I already have one of those. Or two if you count cleaning up after my horde. So you will just have to wait for some other time to see my zombie snail and the Bride doll my mom had when she was young.

Al's pumpking this year. I actually bought not one, but two four packs of this overpriced crap, but the second one was kind of by accident because the HBO online store SUCKS and I totally thought my first order hadn't gone through, and then I didn't know how to cancel the second one. It's a "lightly carbonated blood orange soda," but I just wanted the dang bottles, they look cool.

Annie's pumpkin, it's supposed to be sort of a smiley face vampire thingy. We were kinda going with a fanged up theme this year. At least there's no Twilight claptrap going on, it could have been worse.

My out of focus pumpkin, I really need to start checking behind Terry. It's the logo of the Vampire bar on True Blood. And I had to use toothpicks and stuff to get the middle of some of the letters, it was all high tech, lemme tell you. And it's actually the only pumpkin survivor on the porch right now, evidently a murder of crows attacked the other two the next morning. Stupid peckers. It's usually the squirrels, but I guess they are too busy burying big ass nuts in our front yard and making it looks like some sorta squirrel war zone, complete with foxholes. Or squirrel holes, whatever, they are digging big huge trenches in our yard, and I do not find them cute anymore.

Annie rocking the geisha look, you can't see her poor ear stuffed full of cotton, she was diagnosed with a big fat ear infection just the day before. and yeah, we were kinda lazy on the makeup, and her head is bigger than I thought, I should have gotten an adult size wig instead of the kiddy one. It was an extremely breezy and cold night anyway, so she ended up rocking the Arctic Geisha look with her winter coat on before the night was through. And I think the whole braces thing made for a lackluster Halloween too, Terry said she would go up to some house and come back with a bunch of chewy candy she can't have, and she would be all "Guhreat, that was a bust!"

Yes, Miss T, I didn't wait for Christmas! And furthermore, you little minx, you must have anticipated my non waitingness, because who gives somebody jack o' lantern candles for Christmas? We enjoyed watching these little guys burn down while we checked out some old school horror movies and introduced the girls to a guy named Freddy Krueger.

My Sunday afternoon view. I got home from work and took a nap and these guys piled on me. At least I was warm.