NOTE: I meant to publish this last Wednesday before I left for Thanksgiving vacation, but I forgot.
Our Wii is en route to our house, according to the UPS tracking information. It should be there when I get home from work tonight. I already bought this game because it reminds me those cute little bunnies in Wallace and Gromit in the Curse of the Were-Rabbit:
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I can't believe it's already that time of year. We aren't brining a turkey this year - the thought of getting up in the middle of the night and putting my hands in a bucket of ice-cold turkey fixings does not appeal to me. I think we're having ham. As long as there is green bean casserole involved, we could have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and I'd be happy.
Speaking of jelly, my mom made the best apricot preserves, apple butter and grape jelly I have ever tasted. Seriously, this stuff is sellable. I can't believe I never really realized what a fantastic cook she is, but damn near everything she makes is great. Her Christmas toffee and fudge are legendary. She also made raspberry-infused vodka. The verdict? It's freaking delicious.
We got our personal property tax in the mail. Holy shit, there goes Christmas. Why does this have to be due in December? Can't they mix it up and relieve some of the stress of the holidays by making it due in July or something? Get bent, TAX MAN!
We thought trying a dairy-free pumpkin pie sounded like a good idea. It wasn't. The pie had the consistency of pureed carrots mixed with too much corn syrup. As for the taste - well, imagine you made a pumpkin pie and instead of adding, let's say, cinnamon and nutmeg and vanilla, you added V8 and strained grass water and sadness.