Thanksgiving, Bingo, & Left Over Halloween Candy.Posted: December 5, 2008
We had family at our house for Thanksgiving. With a total of 8 guests, I am proud to announce that the mighty septic withstood the blitzgrieg of 8 showers a day and a thousand flushes. The guest list(in order of appearance): Keith, Caroline, & “Baby” Alexa, George, Joanne, Aunt Eileen and last but not least, “The Grand Madre” Rose.
At 1:24 pm, we snapped this lovely family photo.
At 1:44 a mere twenty minutes later ,we snapped this lovely photo.
Keith did wake up and found some time to play with his cute as a button daughter Alexa.
Around 4:30 it was time to deep fry the turkey. A healthy alternative way from cooking it for 17 hours in the oven is to deep fry the snot out of it for 3 minutes per pound. Yummy.
While I was cooking dinner, Keith thought it would be fun to try and hit me with a ball. We also tried to see how many M and Ms we could throw into the vat o’ turkey.
So while we were tossing the ball around, throwing M&Ms into the turkey fryer, I snuck in the house and snapped this photo of Aunt Eileen and Grand Madre Rose participating in the 5 o’clock nap, more commonly known by the elderly as Nap #3.
The turkey came out good, although it had to be put back in again, apparently we all suck at math. 20 pounds times 3 minutes a pound, carry the one is one hour. Well it was not enough, but no harm no fowl. Get it? I cooked the turkey and Dad made pretty much everything else. Keith and Caroline brought pumpkin bread which reminds me that need to tell them I gave a piece of it to Entemann’s and they are going to reverse engineer it then put out a line of pumpkin bread with me getting 10% of gross sales. So, thanks for letting me retire early that was nice of you guys. Dad made the best green bean cassorole. I am still waiting to hear back from the Jolly Green Giant on that one.
After dinner we all sat down and played Bingo. Keith decided it would be fun to camoflouge Alexa as a stuffed animal. Memories of ET came flooding back.
During the game, it was determined that Aunt Eilleen cheats, and Grand Madre was almost killed for talking way to much.
So as soon as everyone left on Saturday, I fired off a letter to the International Bingo Association. I informed them of a professional Bingo player that hustles unsuspecting families. Her method is simple, yet effective. What she does is: 1. Wears an unassuming flanel shirt. 2. Sits quietly, stalking her prey. 3. Wins EVERY GAME. Aunt Eileen won 5 or 19 games in a row, I lost count. She was teedering on sleeping in the garage. That’s right…I almost made an 85 year old woman sleep in my garage because she won at Bingo one too many times.