We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
We have tons of it in our fridge. I’m not going to have to cook all week. We made loads of mashed sweet potatoes, two casserole dishes full of stuffing, lots of cranberry sauce, a couple of pies, a roasted turkey, and corn on the cob for our Thanksgiving guests. And our guests brought food as well. There was no way we were going to eat it all. No way.
We planned to have 14 adults and 3 children at our place (don’t ask where they were all going to sit, we don’t have that many chairs . . .) but then on Wednesday night the 4 missionaries we invited, and who accepted our invitation, told us that they’d had a better offer. A better offer? Better than super moist and perfectly spiced turkey? Better than 2 apple and 3 pumpkin pies? Better than mashed potatoes and sweet potatoes and stuffing with wild rice (no StoveTop for us this year!)? Oh well. Their loss. Our celebration was only briefly dimmed by the small child tossing his cookies in the corner. Don’t worry, he slept a lot yesterday and is back to being an energetic little ball of curiosity today.
But back to the food . . . it’s been 48 hours since we sat down to our Thanksgiving feast and we’ve hardly touched the leftovers. Micah had to go to work yesterday (boo, hiss), and the munchkin seemed to have lost his appetite, and Micah and I went out to dinner for my birthday last night so we didn’t have a chance to dig our forks in then, either. But we did get to eat four different kinds of ice cream (sweet potato, chocolate-chili, lemon olive oil, and grapefruit sorbet) and two different kinds of cake (sesame and chocolate) and ricotta fritters with green tomato marmalade at Dirt Candy. It’s a vegetarian restaurant where a friend of mine is the pastry chef. We went for the dessert because that is what she makes. And we were not disappointed. Now we want an ice cream maker so we can experiment with flavors. If anybody wants to come visit us, we’d love an excuse to go back.
And if anybody wants to come help us clean out our fridge before it goes bad . . . well, you don’t have to worry about that. We’ll take care of everything.
wow! good thing i didnt read this post on an empty stomach!
there is officially no room in our packed with thanksgiving leftovers fridge either. i am delighted.
i think it’s always better to have way too much than not enough for sure!
hope the little one is doing better…
wait when is your bday?
happy birthday!!!
also this would be a fun job that I would apply to if I were cool and qualified like you are:
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just thought of you when I saw it.
Happy Birthday!! Would you and Micah like a chance to go out without an extra little one with you? Just let me know, I’d be happy to watch Simon for you. :0)
BTW, I liked your little homage to Oliver! ;0)
My birthday was the 28th- the day after Thanksgiving. I’m 25 now.
Thanks for the birthday wishes.
Thanks for the link, too. I may just look into that.
I wish that I could say I was on my way! I can’t believe you’re a quarter of a century Lizzie! That seems so weird! How is the little munchkin? Is he feeling any better?
I guess that is the benefit of cooking a huge dinner yourself. All I had to bring was green beans, so we had this huge thing of green bean leftovers. And Happy (super belated) Birthday Lizzie. I usually remember, but I admit that I totally forgot this year. I hope it was a great day.
Holy cannolis! I cannot believe the Elders would back out on a social commitment like that! Don’t they dish up some manners training in that MTC of theirs? Sheesh.
Happy SUPER late birthday Lizzie! I hope it was wonderful. Dessert at Dirt Candy sounds AWESOME! Maybe Conan and I will have to lasso a long-term babysitter so we can come to NY sans little people for our anniversary and go there! Can’t wait to see you guys in a few weeks!