Thanksgiving Day and Koolaid Pie - Update

Turkey in oven - Pies stacked on washer. I'd better grab that bird out of there. (Update for pics at 11:00 a.m. Turkey is now out.)

I should have prepared this post yesterday but I didn't.

It's 7:00 a.m. here on the west coast and the turkey is in the oven, the girls and Ray are still asleep, and I'm catching my breath for a few minutes.

Twelve pies are wrapped and sitting on my washer. We finished up at about midnight with all of them. My neighbor asked if she could swap two Koolaid pies for a pumpkin and pecan. I had to google them of course and then realized I'd eaten them at potlucks in the south without knowing what they were called. Basically they're koolaid, condensed (not evaporated) milk and Cool Whip poured into a graham cracker crust. She made them in Red, White, and Blue. A little sweet for me but the girls will love them in very small servings.

I'll probably send a pumpkin pie over to my son's family along with a little turkey and ham since they can't make it here this year.

Tim called me a couple of days ago to tell me he was watching Rachel Ray on Food Network prepare a 60 minute Thanksgiving Feast. She prepares her stuffing but instead of baking it in a standard dish makes individual servings in muffin tins. I never stuff a bird either so I drug (dragged?) out my tins and going to try it with at least part of the stuffing. She may be on to something.

I spoke too soon. Elcie's awake.

Sometimes I get so caught up in day to day stuff with it's associated trauma I forget to be grateful. The girls are healthy, usually happy, and growing up quickly. Ray is doing okay considering the year he's had in and out of hospital.

We don't have much money but we always have food and shelter. Many don't.

My Army National Guard son Jim is on the Mexican border but Southern California is not Iraq. And, speaking of Iraq, a local friend sent me this link yesterday. It's a way to provide moral support to our troops with correspondence.

Tim is healthy and working at a job he enjoys. Yesterday was his 34th birthday and I forgot to mention it here. I did send him a silly card about monkeys and tattoos. Belated Happy Birthday Tim.

Carol still seems to be in remission although she's had some problems lately.

And it's my second year of writing in far too much detail about the minutiae of my life thereby breaking blogging rule #3. I think I'm breaking 6 out of 10.

I look over at the blogroll and my email list and wonder where all these wonderful people came from. Thanks to all for the loyalty and kind words.

Ray is stirring around. I wouldn't exactly call it awake just yet and cats are gathering. They smell the turkey.

I'll try to take some pictures or I may just let Rochelle do it. She's the best with the camera so far.

Have a great day. I'll be back tomorrow.