(Old) Can You Hear that Cranberry "Schloop"? - A Thanksgiving MMP

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I eat one with ~90% of my at-home breakfasts. Her Ladyship rarely eats one at home, although she bakes sometimes which uses eggs. With some breakfasts out, a dozen lasts me / us right at two weeks.


Congrats on getting home Wheelz. Here’s hoping they can sort out the scheduling for your next gig as quickly as you like.


Yaay!!


I’m not sure whether swiping left or right means “I think you’re plenty hot enough for me”, but I’d swipe whichever way that is. :wink:

I do. A bigger more responsible job is often a PITA; it pays more and may have more well-deserved ego strokes, but they usually make you earn it. Which is a mixed bag to be sure. In the flying biz Captains earn about 40% more than co-pilots, all else equal. Many folks don’t consider the extra money to be worth the extra workload & responsibility.


Yeah. As expected. Damn shame though. Poor friend! {{hugs}}.

You don’t take a biopsy of healthy bone; you biopsy a suspected tumor. Wife had a couple of those early on for exactly that DNA assessment purpose. It’s remarkable how much we now know about the umpteen genetic “flavors” of breast cancer and which meds work best on which sorts of tumors. Oncology is a much more targeted specialty than the shotgun approach of even 20 years ago. With further progress being made all the time. The procedure itself is scary sounding but did not prove to be too onerous in our case. The site healed up readily with no follow-on problems.


One bit of advice for anyone in a serious disease scenario like this. Speculating about the future is a losing game. Today has trouble enough; don’t be borrowing more from the uncertain future. It won’t be as bad as you fear, nor as good as you hope. At the same time, with that much undesirable excitement ahead in the windshield, you sure can’t live life looking in the rear view mirror either. Despite the temptation to stare only into the past to avoid looking at that future.

Do what needs doing today, react to news once it’s really news, not speculation or probability. You are now embarked on an individual medical experiment with an n of 1, and no control group. Odds apply to large numbers of repeated trials. You’re just doing this once, so odds don’t really inform decisions.

Easier to say than to do, but well-worn advice by experts far more experienced than we ever were.


As to me:
Golf was good; learned to use the driver and practiced a bunch. My mental & physical stamina is improving. Although I’m still feeling a bit creaky all the time. At least it’s is a happy sort of creaky. Came home to a kitchen full of complicated feast prep going on. So I whipped up a sandwich and stayed out of the way. It’s now late afternoon and I hear chopping going on; if I had to bet, it’s celery.

Tomorrow we leave for Daughter’s at 9:30. Probably get home around 6pm. Fortunately it’s just a quick 20+ minute jaunt down the freeway. It’ll be great fun to spend the day with munchkins & family.

Next golf lesson set for first thing Fri.

Such is life here in the lower-right corner of the country.

Cheers all!! Happy T-day one and all! Whether you’re doing it, or not doing it.

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Howdy Y’all! Got all the prep stuff done. All is ready to get cooked tomorrow. Aigs are demonized even. Nappage and day drinkin’ have also been managed, lest anyone fear I was slack on sloth. Sammich and chips have been consumed. Soon it shall be Netflix and chill time.

WetOne ouch! As you said, though, better today than tomorrow.

Oopsie lookin’ good! You will ace that interview. We all know that!

MOOOOOOM yay for MIL sleepin’ and eatin’ better. Also yay for yummy baked goods.

Quietly good to hear from ya! All your acoutrements sound nummy!

Wheelie hope you’re home safe and sound, if not now, then soonest.

MetalMouse glad you made it to bro’s place safe and sound. Enjoy the doggos.

FlyBoy I have had oyster dressin’/stuffin’ and liked it, which surprised me cause I’m not that big on oysters.

Ah yes, Jell-O molds, aka Hell-O moulds. Some are really good. Some are gifts from Satan himself.

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Yes, but that is so last month. :wink:

I’m a “from scratch” cook, but can “schloop” when running out of time.

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Weekday breakfast (for me) is often one egg and a sausage patty on a slice of toast, and we’ll eat 2, 4, or up to 8 eggs on weekends. I’ve been eating more porridge weekdays, and I had to get through some avocados, so I’m not really counting how many eggs we eat. Speaking of eggs…

A couple/few of Wifey, RN’s patients get food assistance. One’s family sends her boxes of stuff. Since she’s diabetic, she gives us stuff she won’t eat. Another gives Wifey, RN bags of apples from time to time. Recently, a patient gave her a dozen eggs. When I got home and told her I was making a scrambled egg sandwich for dinner she said, ‘That’s what I had!’ Only… She said the first egg she cracked open, the yolk was black. I don’t know if she used any of the other patient-provided eggs for her dinner, or if she used ones I bought at the supermarket. But she did have eggs for dinner. Anyway, I looked at the patient-provided carton. It has a sell-by date of June 10th. I don’t know where they got the eggs, but I think I’ll toss them. I have the remaining eggs the float test, and they were all quite buoyant. The farm-fresh eggs our office accountant left on my desk, and which may have been sitting on my desk for up to three weeks or more, all sank. I used two of the smallest ones for my dinner last night, and they were good.

In other news, I got two OEM Yamaha keys (I bought the blanks on Amazon) made to fit the new ignition, gas cap, and seat lock for the Seca II. I also got a couple of new keys made for the 6-foot Kryptonite lock. Those sucjers were expensive. But now I have spare keys. And I went to Fred Meyer for pseudoephedrine, bread (regular for her, low-carb for me), Smart Balance margarine, some more hatch chile & provolone burgers, and… more eggs.

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Glad you got your power back VanGo.

Skritches to Mauser baker.

{{{taters}}} You’ll get those little reminders of Polar every now and again for a while.

My late Aunt Allie (of the cranberry salad fame) used to do oyster dressing flyboy. I wasn’t keen on it as a kid, but liked it as an adult.

nellie, if the meal doesn’t already include corn in some fashion, I will make cornbread dressing with a bird.

Lookin’ good there oopsie.

Irked 5 hours this morning, swung through the post office, CVS, Staples and Goodwill. I couldn’t find my loaf pans last night, so I picked up a really nice one at GW, along with a high end, cross body purse to replace the one that I need to mend, then treat pretty gently (no more daily driver use). It had this week’s color of tag on it, so it was already half price, then I used my senior discount ('cause it was Wednesday) and got out of there with both for under $8.

At CVS, the couple ahead of me didn’t speak English, so the pharmacist and the couple were communicating with each other via Google translate on their phones. Took a little extra time, but it’s nice to know that the folks at CVS are making good efforts to make sure that their customers have the info that they need.

I got behind a car at the stop light that had a sticker that read Wishing you a wonderful day, rather than the usual religious stuff we see around here. It was refreshing.

Once I got home, I made some pumpkin bread and muffins (I still only have one bread pan that I can find, so the remaining batter got made into a dozen muffins) and watched the Paul Newman version of Our Town.

For all of you turkey haters in Mumperland, come on over to my house tomorrow. The menu is pot roast with carrots and small Yukon Golds, corn pudding, green beans with onion and bacon and pumpkin bread for dessert.

Stay safe and healthy y’all!

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Well, let’s not be too hasty.

My flight got delayed, and delayed again, to the point of blowing my connection. I made a call to customer service and the verdict was I ain’t gettin’ home tonight.

I decided to keep my flight to Houston (the plane just pulled up!) and go the rest of the way in the morning. I can expense a hotel room so it could have worked out worse, I guess.

I’m scheduled to land in Vegas at 8:54 am, which beats flying all day on Thanksgiving, which is what they wanted to have me do before I suggested keeping my first flight.

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Evidently the UPS guy showed up about 10 minutes after I left, so a trip across town is in store for the AM. I’ve got cheesecakes in the oven and the bird (well a breast as it’s only me) dry brining in the fridge. Taters, gravy, asparagus, along with whomp croissants for the feast tomorrow. I’m on my own, so I’m just making stuff I like.

pilot As a long time “OK” golfer, I first picked up clubs at around age 6, my best advice is “slow really works better.” Glad you’re having fun with it. I’m a bit better than bogie a hole, but not much.

red I quick read your post and thought you were setting out a feast for shoe and JtC. Missed the word "roast.

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yes I do I can’t remember if they made it or bought it but Dad and Stepmom used to get oyster stuffing and save me the leftovers …haven’t eaten any in ages tho

And if I make the stuffing its always cornbread and If don’t get a chance to get back here ihope everyone has fun doesn’t get indigestion or food poisoning and no fistfights or murder happen and I ill let ya know if anything of note happens here

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Overnight heaving went well. Yellow belt is also used by the outbound hub for Virginia shipments, and 60% of the packages last night were from Hello Fresh. Apparently there are no grocery stores between Roanoke Rapids and Baltimore. Then between the rain and the Blue PDCs dropping things, I ended up with a 12 hour day. Oh, and TVCTPMO foiled a minor victory today I had a bag of hardwood smoker chips(I thought it was seeds), and lost its label, and and 80% of its Pal sticker. But that was enough t pull up the tracking number, make a new label, and I sent it out on a Irreg train, so the belts wouldn’t chew it up. So of course it came back ripped, I suspect the PVD driver. I stopped at HT for some floss, and picked up a can of Cranberry Gel Obelisk.I napped, now I have hockey and a martini, so I feel refreshed.
Also, today in 1718, Blackbeard met his fate here in N.C., so to paraphrase the late, great Jimmy Buffett,Yes I am a pirate, 305 years too late…

< wolf whistle >
And Spot didn’t eat it, he just carried his “kill” up into hs tree, leopard style.

WetOne, sorry about the furnace bill. :open_mouth:

:rofl:

Was the couple Hungarian?
“My hovercraft is full of eels.”

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Huh. I got two cans in my surplus box today. Usually they wait until after the holiday to pull the excess off the shelves. I’ll take them with us tomorrow. BFF has grands who won’t be allowed to eat my cranberry sauce and deserve the delight of the schloop.

I read further about your eggs. Be very careful disposing of the floaters, double bag them and gently put them in your big bin because you don’t want to risk breaking a really bad egg or two and having a leak. Your garbage guys might boycott your can.

Not to mention that raccoons think that rotten eggs are a tasty treat and will dig through the trash after them which is pretty messy.

Did you also see her looking over her glasses with “that” look? :slight_smile:

Let me know when/if you are in Phx. There is a needlepoint shop that must have something I can’t live without and being a tour guide would be a good reason to be in the area. Of course, I wouldn’t make you come there with me…unless you really wanted to…they carry the full DMC pearl cotton palette and have a huge pattern collection.

Good luck getting home hassle free.

:people_hugging:

Neat, that always makes me happy too.

Pumpkin seeds. They make your mouth puckery and funny tasting and you don’t want to smoke. That’s all I used but I really wanted to quit. If she thinks she might try it, do remind her that pumpkin seeds are very high in fiber and fat which makes for some interesting water closet visits.

I hope she kicks both the smokes and the cancer.

Jello molds are all the rage on the cooking shows lately. I’m guessing its the new silicon cookware…ya gots to do something with new toys, its in the rules.

Go you! I was planning on going to TC today because tomorrow’s class was cancelled, but it just didn’t work out. I’m going to be sorry next week, LOL!

Well, dang. But like you said, better now than on a holiday.

Amazing, you’ve done really well and deserve to feel some pride.

Welcome back, we do miss you when you are gone.

We go through at least a dozen a week when I’m not cooking. I keep the yard birds pretty busy when I am cooking though.

Egg prices have dropped enough that I’m paying more than grocery store prices for eggs again (3 bucks a dozen) but the eggs are worth it, plus the chicken folks didn’t raise their prices when eggs went so high.

I’m totally up for either one! :slight_smile:

Today was surplus produce day and despite arriving at the normal time, I didn’t get my favored spot in line and was closer to the front. There is no advantage to being closer (except for saving a few minutes) but my favorite spot is next to trees with active birds flittering around and chirping. Today I had to spend at least 15 minutes with no view at all which was very boring. If it happens again next week, I’ll just park in my favorite place and let the line form around me.

After I took the box home and dealt with the contents (thankfully NF and TC friend came over and took a lot of stuff) I headed into town to go to the big thrift store for a nice serving bowl for the cranberry sauce. My BFF’s home is where serving bowls go to get lost, so I’ve learned to not trust her with my nice stuff. I don’t take food to gatherings in dollar store plastic, only the good stuff will do!

It was a toss up between a crystal candy bowl and a clear glass with embossed leaves globe bowl but I couldn’t reach the crystal bowl on the top shelf and the glass bowl was right there in reach, so that’s the one I bought.

It was super busy, I was really surprised. Nobody was shopping the clothes or furniture, they were all looking at the seasonal decorations. While I totally understand buying seasonal decorations at a thrift store (what was I doing, LOL), I never thought the day before T-day would be a popular time to shop the thrift store for Christmas decorations.

After the thrift store, I went to the feed store for bird seed and the carry-out person duct-taped the bag closed after splitting it for me. I appreciated her being so careful, but duct-tape was a bit of an overkill.

I met with my new Medicare Advisor for lunch at Mama’s (they make the best patty-melt evah) and got that all sorted out finally. My advisor was able to find the NP that I liked so much before she left UHC and assigned her to me so I’m hoping I don’t need to see a doctor until the new year.

That has been two days of productivity and tomorrow I’ll be making the cranberry sauce, whipping cream and baking a final batch of cookies which is just too much!

I’m glad BFF is hosting tomorrow, not only are we not cooking, she doesn’t let anyone wash her dishes. (She doesn’t really like people rinsing their dishes before stacking them in the sink but she understands that her friends aren’t capable of just dumping their dirty dishes in her sink without making at least a token attempt at rinsing and stacking.)

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Not enough doritos involved. :d&r:

:stuck_out_tongue: I’m thinking Egyptian. We have a lot of native Arabic speakers locally and it sounded a lot like what I hear in the break room at irk.

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Too late. Anyway, the garbage is bagged and the garbage guys have a thing that lifts and dumps the bin. And they will only be out there until a week from Monday. :wink:

We have lots of raccoons around here. AFAIK, they’ve never gotten into anyone’s garbage bin.

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That just means your neighbors haven’t pitched any rotten eggs!

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Happy Hump Day!

No park today.
The fog was thick this morning.
My son had gotten off irk at around 215. It took him 13 calls to wake me up. Not because I was sleeping deep, but because the ringer on my phone isn’t irking. The vibration woke me, and then I could barely hear the ringtone, even though it was set to the highest volume.
I don’t want a new phone, but other things have been messing up too.
I was pretty tired when I went back to bed, after 4, and had turned off my alarms.
Echo cuddled up next to me under my arm as I was getting into bed and grabbed my arm in her paws. She wanted me to pet her and soon she was snoring away. I didn’t want to make her move but I wasn’t all the way on the bed and was afraid of falling out if I didn’t get away from the edge. I tried to stay in that position for as long as I could, I hated to make her move, but I had to do it.

I got two offers on the house tonight. Both are good. Both offered full price, one is conventional and the other is fha. The fha is willing to go up $1000. Both are very excited to buy the house.
I’m tired and will make the decision in the morning.

Taters, I still cry over Ripple.
He was different, and special. I still have all his drugs, and I really need to take them to the police to dispose of them. Especially the chemo pills…

Thanksgiving used to be my favorite holiday.
Now I don’t care much.
I don’t think I’ve ever had oyster stuffing.
One year my sister’s now ex-bf made dinner. He is from Greece. His food was good, but it was not a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. We were full, but still hungry, because it just wasn’t the same.
I plan to do nothing tomorrow. I’ve had several people ask me what I am doing and I told them nothing. I hope none of them get it into their heads to invite me over.
I’m turning off the alarm and tomorrow is a Hurkle-Durkle Day!

Speaking of eggs
Many years ago, I dated a man from Mexico for a short time. Although he made it very plain, he was Spanish, not Mexican. His English wasn’t much better than my Spanish, but we managed to talk and get along, somewhat. One night he invited me out to dinner and then after we ate, he let me know he didn’t have any money on him. That pissed me off a little, because in my world whoever does the inviting does the paying, or at least lets you know upfront that you will be paying your own bill. Under NO circumstances should the one who does the invitation expect to have their bill paid.
The next time he invited me to dinner I asked up front if he had money and he said, Yes.
He lied.
Now I’m more than a little pissed.
The next time he invited me out to dinner, I said, why don’t I make something for you at home. I had no idea what to make, but I had about a half dozen eggs in the fridge. A half dozen very old eggs. So old that only the yolks were left. So, I scrambled the eggs and added some cheese and served it to him. He asked me if I was eating and I said no, I had eaten earlier and wasn’t hungry. Thinking I wouldn’t even give these eggs to my dogs.
He said they were the best eggs he ever had.
We didn’t date very long.

I haven’t seen or heard from the woman from Albania. She asked me to take her number. I’ve texted her a few times and she never responded. I know I have the right number because I called her and her phone rang while we were at the park. She told me she has issues, like Bi-Polar, and borderline personality disorder. Depression and Anxiety. She was also having problems in her family because she converted from Islam to Christianity.
I hope she comes back around.

Looking good, Ooopsie!

Ouch! WetOne

I’m sorry about your friend Nellie.
I can give up the Tizanidine.
I wish I could quit Gabapentin, but it is still helping with the pain.

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Morning, mumpers! It’s 13c/55f with no predicted change, and rain showers. Weather app says “I went outside today. It was fucking rainy. There were fucking people. I give it zero stars. Do not fucking recommend.”

Too bad, I definitely have to out amongst the public today. I drove us up to Scotland yesterday and we spent the night with ‘im indoors’ mum. After a fortifying breakfast and a few cups of tea, we will be heading back down the coast road to Troon for the WinterStorm festival until Sunday. More musical shenanigans!

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Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 40 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 59 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. It’s turkey day, so lots of feastin’ and merry makin’ instore. Tom is in the oven roastin’ away as I post. Dressin’ will be cooked later this mornin’. Greens will get heated up and rolls baked. Really not that much in the way of cookin’ here at da cave. Sides and desserts will be brought by the other revelers. We’ll miunch on cheese 'n crackers and have Bloody Mary’s before the feast, which will be at one p.m. With luck, folks will begin to arrive around eleven and be gone by three.

BooFae have fun with the musical shenanigans!

shades how would one know if one has been to a family gatherin’ if there are no fistfights or murder? Not a whole lot of difference between a family gatherin’ and three a.m. at Waffle House.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then I shall purtify and don acceptable attire for hostin’. OK, that means a shirt I would not be ashamed to be seen in and jeans, but it’s stiff effort!

Happy Thursday Y’all! Happy Thanksgiving to all the Amurrkin Mumpers!

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Good morning all and Happy Thanksgiving! It will just be the four of us and I plan dinner for 2.00pm or so. The girls have plans with their friends and we will visit my BIL & SIL after cleaning up. On the menu is roast chicken with stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, my take on green bean casserole and scratch made dinner rolls. As for now, just a cup of coffee and relaxing while the house is still asleep.

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I’m the same way. I load my dishwasher with an eye towards how I prefer to unload it. Things need to be grouped just so, as much as space allows. It makes stowing the clean dishes much quicker and easier if I can do it my way. But feel free to hand-wash all you want! I’ll even break out my spare draining rack! :wink:

Kinda the same here. Bird roasting but it will be out of the oven in plenty of time for us to put the dressing and sweet potato casserole in there (both of which need to be assembled.) I cut up the broccoli yesterday so it’s all ready to be steamed. And the smoked turkey needs to be warmed. But, all things considered, it’ll be an easy cooking day here. I’m glad I made a list/schedule so, theoretically, I won’t forget anything. (Like the crinkle fries I forgot yesterday till they were burned… dammit.)

Daughter and her crew will be here around 2 or so and I’m hoping we can eat around 3. MIL made her “salad” yesterday (cottage cheese, cool whip, jello, canned peaches and pears…) so it’s ready to go. I asked my daughter to bring containers with her to take leftovers home. I’ll package some for MIL tomorrow. With luck I won’t have too much crammed in my fridge after they all leave.

Yesterday (and the day before) I totally spaced about cleaning the smoker. That’s top of the list for tomorrow’s chores when MIL goes home. Also on the list is checking the brake fluid level in my car - the stoopit brake light comes on periodically. Always something.

SIL from Texas will be here in less than 2 weeks. One thing we’re planning while she’s here is this, probably on the 9th. It’s a bit of a ride, but we’ll do lunch along the way. We’ve never gone before, but it looks like fun. I have a cousin who lives near there, so I’m going to ask her for a lunch restaurant recommendation - most of what I see on Google maps are chains that are everywhere - I’m pretty sure we can do better than Denny’s or Cracker Barrel.

Slowly but surely, my knee is getting better. I’m sure it helps that I’m not doing a lot of walking around and I spend a lot of time on my recliner with my leg up. I’ll be glad when I don’t even think about it any longer.

And so begins my day. Hope you all enjoy your feasts, or not, as the case may be. If you find yourself in Southern Merrylande today, stop by!

Happy Thursday and Happy Turkey Day!!

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Happy toikey day, everybody!
Not to jinx it, but it looks like I’ll be home soon.
Once I resigned myself to my fate, things went fairly smoothly. My flight from Charlotte to Houston - when it finally took off 2+ hours late - was uneventful. After landing, I grabbed a pre-packaged sandwich and confirmed with a baggage claim agent that my suitcase will indeed be checked through to Vegas.

The hotel shuttle was quick and check-in was a breeze. The desk was able to provide me with a toothbrush, toothpaste, and deodorant. I ate my sandwich, took a quick shower, and hit the sack.

After a very deep (albeit short) night’s sleep, I got some coffee, checked out, and got back on the shuttle. The plane is here, the weather is clear, and boarding begins in under 10 minutes. Looking forward to this little adventure being over with.

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Wheelie appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed for an uneventful plane ride home.