Giving Thanks Pt. 1

 

Pup and I slept on the couch Wednesday night so I could be up bright and early to get food prepped. First was my grandmother's infamous jello salad. Carrots and pineapple in orange jello topped with mayonnaise. Everyone in the family hates it but I love it. It tastes like Thanksgiving memories to me. 

Then it was some Spinach Artichoke dip that had to be mixed. I was hauling all this up to Daughter's to be baked. I should have just chucked this whole thing in the trash before I left because it was terrible. I’m never making that again.

I gave a big sigh of relief when I was done chopping vegetables for a relish tray. I was certainly giving thanks at this point. I was thankful that this was all I had to do other than knit 2 hours in the car on the way up.

Gobble, Gobble

 

Old Tom Turkey wants to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving before he gets packed away until next year. I might get a little more done before the calendar turns over to December on Monday but I doubt it. We've got a long weekend packed with things to do. 

Wednesday WIPs: Something Done, Something New

 

I just made it. I wanted the last of the Halloween socks done by Thanksgiving and I pulled it off. The yarn is Static in The Bookhouse Boys colorway and now they are in the gift box. These are man sized so they did take me a bit longer than the others.

I'm past the waste yarn for the afterthought heel on the Christmas Stocking but I've run out of KAL podcasts to knit along with so that's no fun. Arne and Carlos ended their KAL on Sunday but will be back this Sunday to begin their Advent shows. That's a good thing because I need the company.

What's keeping me the busiest this week has been this. Remember my blankety blank Riddari? I complained for an entire year about it.  I got it out of storage last week and started wearing it again and The Mister could not stop harping about how I've never knit him a sweater and could I make him one like this one. Argh....Luckily for him I like my sweaters big and baggy so except for needing some added length in the sleeves mine fits him perfectly. I only agreed to this folly because I'm pretty sure he will wear it once and hate it so it will end up coming back to me. 

And....someone asked me if the new camel project was needlepoint and it is. I hadn't opened the box yesterday but I have now and this is what I found. As much as I love Funky Flowers, the yarn is cheap and old so I wanted to try something with decent yarn. This little thing wasn't cheap. It was gulp...$70 but I'm this close to my birthday so I threw the budget out the window and bought it. 

TNT: The Last of November

 

All the big stitching is finished on Matter's House. I'm saving the dots for its next outing. I'm bringing out the December projects on Friday.

I rounded the corner on Funky Flowers. This is what I've been picking up at night to work on when it's too dark to see tiny stitches. 

I've been liking those big needles and big yarn so much that I bought another kit. It's tiny. Only 6 x 6 but as slow as I stitch I'm sure it will get me through the winter. 

Dear Jane finally got some attention this week. I modified the heck out of her block and made it something that was actually easy and fun to work on for a change. The problem is the center circle that has to be appliqued down is too small now. I'm also going to have to add the borders before I can pull out those paper pieces so it's still got a ways to go.

Special Deliveries

I sense a theme. I just got these new cognac colored Crocs and a packet of Thanksgiving jibbitz delivered. My old brown Crocs had a hole in the bottom. They are the first ones I've ever worn out. 

On the same day they arrived, my new cognac colored zip up hoodie arrived. It's not any hoodie. It's an official Taylor Swift holiday merch hoodie from the acoustic piano collection. I know it probably looks like the ugliest sweatshirt you've ever seen but to me it's.....

...the memory of spending over 100 happy nights with 70,000 other joyful fans at the Eras Tour. It's been a year and we're still not over it. Lol. A week of daily surprise holiday merch drops left nothing unsold. I was lucky to get the hoodie. I've been trying to get an ornament for two years with no luck. Maybe next year.

And...I told The Mister we'd have the Thanksgiving puzzle done by the time we needed to get out the Christmas puzzles. Ta da....all it took was a little teamwork. 

 

Fruitcake Weather

 

When the beech trees turn gold it's time to make fruitcake. 

I use the same recipe every year from my very old and very dirty Betty Crocker cookbook.

I've got even older and dirtier cookbooks. This one was my great grandmother's. It was printed the same year I was born. 1953. I think I've held up better than it has. So far anyway.

You can tell we are a fruit cake loving family. There's two handwritten recipes for two different kinds tucked among those sticky pages.

You either love it or hate it. I love it. 

They bake forever at 275 and come out nicely cracked so they can absorb the brandy I'll paint them with each week as they age until Christmas Eve. 

Speaking of cake, look at this darling Peter Rabbit themed one Daughter had made for Baby Grand's first birthday yesterday. It was a day to celebrate even though the family won't get together until Thanksgiving. We all breathe a sigh of relief when the little ones turn one. Those early months are downright scary.

Oh, Christmas Tree

 

We got up early yesterday so we could beat it down to the boardwalk to see the big crane drop the tree. They told us it would arrive at 9 am and we were there....just in time to see the crane drive away. We missed it. My inner child threw a terrific temper tantrum because I really look forward to it every year. I suppose they got an earlier start to beat the rain that was expected but that didn't soothe my disappointment. 

Since we were already out and about, I did some shopping in order to encourage a return to my grown up sensibility. I needed brandy for the fruitcakes I intend to make this weekend. I now have brandy. They only carry one brand now at our local liquor store so there wasn't much choice. This one is new to me. 

That inner child returned when I saw these little stuffies at the gas station mini mart. I don't need another thing in this house but they had to come home with me. There was a whole box to choose from so I should be happy that I had the good sense to only adopt two.