Death By Dessert

Warning: I took DayQuil so this post may be a little loopy.

My Thanksgiving 2005, Dickinson, ND:

I slept in, which was awesome, since I stayed up a little late on Wednesday. I showered and went to go get my turkey. I ordered a Thanksgiving meal for 8-10 people for just me. Already I have had two full Thanksgiving dinners, and a grilled cheese with turkey sandwich, and I've not even made a dent in it. Tomorrow, I'm going to make turkey noodle soup, with homemade noodles. How's that for a little Sally-homemaker?

Um, so yeah, I got the turkey dinner, and I even figured out how to work my oven (long story - someday when I have no other post to make, I'll tell the world how much I love my oven), and then I realized that I didn't have anything to cook my turkey in. Oops. Thankfully, KMart was open. Hooray!

Then, basically I spent the afternoon talking on the phone. Thank you to everyone who called to wish me a Happy Turkey Day. Oh, and I watched Point Break. Then, more time on the phone. Then, I watched two movies that my friend Pete lent me. They were Best In Show and Starship Troopers. Best in Show was freaking hilarious. I liked it a lot more than I thought I would and I'm kind of surprised I never watched it before. And Starship Troopers, well, it was interesting. My favorite part was that Doogie Howser was in it. And any time you can have a Busey in a movie, I'm all for it. And, then I went to bed so I could work on Friday. Bummer.

Oh, as per my post's title, I have a very funny story about how I injured myself on Thanksgiving. For my birthday I made Special K bars. And on Thanksgiving I decided to (finally) throw them away, and found that they were stuck to the pan. So I was chiseling away at them. And I chiseled a little more and then a little too hard and punched my Special K bars. I thought nothing of it. Then, I got distracted doing something else and noticed my right ring finger was actually bleeding from my fight with the bars. On Friday, I noticed a bruise. That's right, I got my ass kicked by a dessert.

Anyway, that was my Thanksgiving. And for the next couple of weeks, everyday will be a lot like this Thanksgiving: turkey dinners, movies, and phone calls.

OH! And wine. I had wine. I had special wine from Door County. And, it was so disappointing. I remembered the Cranbernet to be a lot better than this bottle was. It was perhaps the saddest part of Thanksgiving. Special wine is not supposed to be worse than cheap wine.