Well, I wasn't going to admit this but... my fried turkey that I had salivated over for a while was RUINED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I had a Griswall Thanksgiving. It started with bad news the night before but you don't want to hear my personal crap. Let's get to the other personal stuff. HAHAHAHA
My mother came down which for most would be great, having family in but the scene was like this...
My mother and her two pomeranians came down Tuesday with her husband. (yes her husband - we'll leave it at that. OK?) The dogs constantly barking and fighting with one another tortured my poor cat, who by the way is the greatest cat. Anyway, besides the fact that I got more advance than any one person could possibly use in a lifetime and more corrective critism than I know what to do with, I took it all in stride because I haven't spent the holidays with my mother in a very long time. I love my mother but she ties me in knots. :O
To add to all the holiday household activities, I couldn't find my kitchen counter for four days. That drives me nuts as I like a minimal amount of "stuff" on my kitchen counters. I don't drink coffee as other do but I do love the smell of fresh brewed coffee. But the stinch of burned coffee that has been in the post for a while turns my stomach. Nice thought huh?
Then, add the towels draped all over the bathroom because there are more of us than normal in my house and all my towels being the same color makes it confusing as to who's towel is who's. I would much rather do a few extra loads of laundry to make sure I am using a clean towel and not one that someone else dried their "clean" butt with. Sorry if this makes you cringe but it's true. How many of you have had the same experience? Uh huh, I thought so. I also have a thing about a messy sink and drains. PLEASE. It's your hair not mine don't make me manage it. OK That goes for anyone and everyone. Sorry folks but I am sure you all have some of the same hangups. I don't mind company I just like everyone to have a clean towel, clean up the sink and drains after themselves, and if you want to use a bar of soap instead of liquid, by all means help yourself to it and claim the bar - take it with you - keep it, it's yours. I insist. Believe me I have a stash so everyone can keep their own hairy bar of soap. LOL
Well, my mother, I love her, has a tendency to go on and on about things. Especially things that aren't going right or arent' done correctly. By that I mean - her way. And add that to the mix and there is constant conversation that many don't want to hear and that causes tempers to get a bit bent out of shape.
Then my fried turkey. Well, My mom's husband, we'll call him David, LOL took over the frying of the bird since, "I know how to fry a turkey." was his claim to fame. And, I am sure he does. He seemed to give every indication. However, he decided to take a shower near the end and forgot about the bird. YEP. I had given him something to put the bird in to drain the oil near the end. Everthing was done and I asked about the bird and my mom said. "David went to take a shower." I looked out the patio doors to see the pot boiling away with the lid on it. I quickly went outside and opened the lid, the dark legs bobbed near the top of the oil. Now, normally a fried turkey is very dark but I knew that this was trouble when I found out David had gone to take a shower at the end of the time for cooking the turkey. Yes, I began to lift the bird out of the oil when my mother had gotten David to the door and he said, "Honey let me help you. You could burn yourself." Mind you last year, I did this all by myself. Anyway. My turkey was ashy. YES, the "best part" was like it had been in a forest fire.
Well, this began quite the arguement. I kept saying it will be alright and my mother said the opposite. She then went into the "I knew we should have baked it" mode. I continually said well, I am sure that it will be fine and I took my electric knife to cut away the char. LOL Once I cut down into the breast of the bird I was pleased to find that it was not burnt or scorched. That meant we still had turkey for Thanksgiving Dinner. But the conversation was still very heated. Finally, I insisted on a cease fire. Better know as the "would you shut up about it?" statement.
Well, we did sit down to a really good dinner at which we ate way too much food and had next to no conversation. We did manage to salvage the turkey breast and some of the dark meat under the legs but the drumstick and rest was trashed. Even my poor dog couldn't get a turkey treat. She by the way is happy that her uncles Cocoa and Dusty have gone home.
After dinner we were to go to have desert with friends and we received bad news that my grandfather was hospitalized the night before. How that would suck. Better to have a Griswall Thanksgiving than one in the hospital. Side note -- We are hoping to have news of his test results today. Needless to say, we were very late for dessert.
Luckily, we did make it to a great visit with friends and friends of their family and had some really good dessert to further fill our bellys.
All in all, I was really glad to see my mother. I love my mom.
Well, I guess I have run off anyone who may has had thoughts of spending time with me in the future now they know what a family get together at Thanksgiving has potential to be like with my family. Right? Hahaha
Well, it is a good thing turkeys are cheap right about now so I can fix the fried turkey I had hoped for this weekend.

R