I'm going to a cold as fuck football game today. I'm excited, but also worried that my ears are going to fall off.
Ooooo! M is going to that. She's borrowing all my running gear.
LOL! My fleece lined running tights and some of my other running gear are part of my layers. I figure I can always shed layers, but I can't add more if I don't have anything with me.
Growing up we always aimed for one per visiting family, plus two for eating day of plus the one we hid in the crisper for ourselves. That's around 15 pies.
What I learned was always have extra sweet potato pie.
Did you send a pie home with people? That is A LOT of pie!
(I know, that's what he said!)
It was a defensive maneuver. Otherwise we would haz no pie. And we still had to hide one. I love (most) of my step mama's family but at holidays they were like locusts traveling from house to house eating and taking a plate and pie at every stop.
I spent my middle school & high school thanksgiving eves rolling crust. I can still make a cream cheese crust in my sleep. My nephew could roll out a serviceable crust my 5.
Did you send a pie home with people? That is A LOT of pie!
(I know, that's what he said!)
It was a defensive maneuver. Otherwise we would haz no pie. And we still had to hide one. I love (most) of my step mama's family but at holidays they were like locusts traveling from house to house eating and taking a plate and pie at every stop.
I spent my middle school & high school thanksgiving eves rolling crust. I can still make a cream cheese crust in my sleep. My nephew could roll out a serviceable crust my 5.
I know everyone has their traditional sweet potato pie, but I made this one. Good lord it was so good. The crust is a buttermilk crust. Usually I am lazy and do the store bought crust, but I actually did make the crust for this. And I made the one for today, too. I followed the recipe exactly for Thursday but today I am baking the sweet potatoes instead of boiling them. This pie is so.freaking.good. No lie.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
Did you send a pie home with people? That is A LOT of pie!
(I know, that's what he said!)
It was a defensive maneuver. Otherwise we would haz no pie. And we still had to hide one. I love (most) of my step mama's family but at holidays they were like locusts traveling from house to house eating and taking a plate and pie at every stop.
I spent my middle school & high school thanksgiving eves rolling crust. I can still make a cream cheese crust in my sleep. My nephew could roll out a serviceable crust my 5.
I need to know about this "cream cheese crust" you speak of.
It was a defensive maneuver. Otherwise we would haz no pie. And we still had to hide one. I love (most) of my step mama's family but at holidays they were like locusts traveling from house to house eating and taking a plate and pie at every stop.
I spent my middle school & high school thanksgiving eves rolling crust. I can still make a cream cheese crust in my sleep. My nephew could roll out a serviceable crust my 5.
I need to know about this "cream cheese crust" you speak of.
Oooo!! So good. I've made one for pot pie before. Anne Burrell's recipe.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
One sweet potato pie was apparently not enough for this household of 3. I'm back in the kitchen.
Sigh.
Growing up we always aimed for one per visiting family, plus two for eating day of plus the one we hid in the crisper for ourselves. That's around 15 pies.
What I learned was always have extra sweet potato pie.
I had 3 pies on hand for the 4 of us. I'm counting the 3 year old.
Post by sparrowsong on Nov 29, 2015 15:34:41 GMT -5
I usually don't get too bothered by your/you're errors. I've found them as typos in my own writing when I really do know the difference. It happens. The exception is the phrase "your welcome." Arrrggghhhh. How can you be an adult who has used and read that hundreds and hundreds of times in your life, and not immediately know that it is wrong?
A friend of mine never spells it right. Never. It makes me crazy.
I was a total bitch/asshole to my ex on the phone today, and I'm pretty sure I don't feel bad. Then I got into it with my oldest, which I do feel bad about.
Is it too early to start drinking, even if I've been drinking steadily all weekend?
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
Post by orangeblossom on Nov 29, 2015 16:27:47 GMT -5
I am trying really really hard not to be mean to DH. I need a document that he was in possession of. I have one, but I need the other, and I'm not quite sure how they got separated.
I wanted to use said documents last week when I had free time to take care of business. He promised me he would have it. He did not.
I need it by this Friday, but that is not the point, because I told him I wanted to do it early in case there were issues. Just now, he went to get a copy of said document, without checking, and came back with the wrong damn document. I told him before I already had that one.
It is taking every ounce of me not to be pissy about this. I have been beyond patient, and now I'm in the angry stage.
I am trying really really hard not to be mean to DH. I need a document that he was in possession of. I have one, but I need the other, and I'm not quite sure how they got separated.
I wanted to use said documents last week when I had free time to take care of business. He promised me he would have it. He did not.
I need it by this Friday, but that is not the point, because I told him I wanted to do it early in case there were issues. Just now, he went to get a copy of said document, without checking, and came back with the wrong damn document. I told him before I already had that one.
It is taking every ounce of me not to be pissy about this. I have been beyond patient, and now I'm in the angry stage.
And contrary to the norm on this board, there will be no Oreos and wine in that corner for you. Tea and toast only. I'm no longer sure you should even be allowed Vernors.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
I wish I could get someone else to read this stupid religious history chapter and write the stupid 500 words for me. I just don't feel like it. We only have two chapters left and I am BURNT OUT. I have finished all the PSY assignments for the semester, I have one rewrite and one memo left for my legal research class and this stupid reading chapters and writing 500 words and watching videos and writing 1000 words. I'm so sick of it.
ETA: 2curlydogs, as a matter of fact, I think writing my last Religious History essays should be your punishment. I mean, if you're well enough TO RUN AN 8k, you're well enough to write my essays.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley