Just made the chocolate coma pie; it's currently chilling. Apple pie tomorrow.

Also just delivered a smackdown on an email loop. I probably should have refrained, but the metaphorical dick waving was getting ridic.

everybody's traveling or cooking aren't they?

I am both travel- and cooking-free. Although I do have in-laws. They're cooking.

Wallybee has decided that they like me too much because they're more complimentary about my cooking than hers.

Whoo. I was cooking. But I'm done for the nonce.

Achieved: 4 pies (2 pumpkin, 2 apple, three of which have a praline crust), whipped cream, do-ahead mashed potatoes (still need to be baked tomorrow), marinated holiday veggies (cherry tomatoes, brussels sprouts, asparagus, will add mushrooms tomorrow).

Tomorrow: turkey, stuffing, gravy, corn pudding, cranberries, grandma's sweet rolls

Failed: cranberry bread for breakfast tomorrow. The idea being that I'd bake tonight so I had something quick to eat in the morning before cooking all day. But it wasn't necessary, so it got lost. Depending on when our guests leave, I may still try for it.

But right now I'm chilling with the dog in the bedroom, trying to get him calmed down and me some introvert time while D. & guests are watching movies in the living room.

Pies are a big giant success.

Pies are a big giant success.

Send some to my house, stat. That's all I've heard from Matilda for the last three hours: "I want pie!"

I might've oversold the pie aspect of Thanksgiving.

But is she saying "please" when she demands the pie?

At last! My turkey is done! Hopefully it will be worth it having waited til 10:30 for dinner.

B-i-L is here and promising to do a bunch of the home improvements around here. i'm hopeful, but not holding my breath. he's not exactly known for his follow through.

man, it would be awesome to have my own shower.

But is she saying "please" when she demands the pie?

NSM.

She's watching Kiki's Delivery Service now and sinking into somnolence, though.

On our way to get Emmett this evening (through a fucktastic bumper-to-bumper in the rain traffic jam that took two hours) she kept inviting JZ (who was not in attendance) over: "Come on Mommy! Don't be shy. Come over. Take a BART."

Hubby and I are going to a buffet restaurant tomorrow. We have purchased a pumpkin pie of our own for later, and Hubby bought two cans of whipped cream. Me: "Do we really need two for one pie?" Him: "Obviously you don't remember the way I like my pumpkin pie." Me: "So this can of whipped cream is mine and that one's yours?" Him: "No, this can is mine and that one you can have access to."

We have accomplished 2.5 pies (the filling for the chocolate cream pie will be done in the morning). And two episodes of Friday Night Lights. Oh, Landry.