Turkey, mmmmmm

My fresh pumpkin pies turned out AWeSomE!!! I thought I would update all my avid readers:)

We went over to Ben and Jen McDowell's house for Turkey this year. They have 3.5 week old triplets so they graciously hosted us (thanks guys!!)

Lots of turkey, lots of playing, lots of fun!!

Black Friday is DEAD.

I swear, if I hear the term "Black Friday" one more time, I am gonna do something I am sure that I will regret eventually.... Seriously. We know, we know, the day after Thanksgiving is a CRAZY shopping day. I get it. All I am saying is that it must be a slow news day b/c every time I turned on the radio that was all that was being talked about. One lady even postulated for like 10 of my precious minutes that I will never get back, that, here it is, Black Friday is to women what the SuperBowl is to men. So much for Women's Lib, right?

My (wait for it, wait for it) Black Friday story begins on Wednesday afternoon. I threw some clothes in the dryer, push the GO button, and... nothing. Brian proceeds to pull the entire dryer apart, only to give me the "it's dead" prognosis.

Thursday afternoon while awaiting Turkey dinner, I see a commercial at Sears for a W&D regularly $1300 on sale for $599 for the pair. It was too good of a deal, so I reluctantly set my alarm for 4:00 Friday morning. Next thing I know, I find myself driving to the Aurora Mall and standing in a line outside in the freezing cold. How many of these idiots could be here for a W&D? Lots. Mostly all of them.

Doors open and I know exactly where I am going. I am tenth in line!!! I look back to see that the W&D line is wrapped around the store. Ha! Patience, people, is a virtue!

I got my W&D! I was back in bed before 6:00am. But I did learn something quite valuable. As I looked around at all the morons waiting outside Sears in the freezing cold, with babies in tow, I thought, "What is wrong with people?" After a moment of reflection I realized that I AM ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE. Lessons learned, lessons learned.

Elbow Deep in Pumpkin

Done. Finally. What a stinkin' mess, but totally worth it. When my parents came up to see is in October, we stopped at a pumpkin patch and got three gargantuan pumkins. The other day I had this crazy idea where I would bake, puree then can all the pumkin, with which I would make pumpkin pies for Thanksgiving from scratch. The plan went pretty well, except that I only did two of the three pumkins. Here is a pic of the final outcome. I even have PLENTY of pumkin left for my friends, so watch out, friends. You will probably be getting some very soon. For all those poor fools who will be getting some of my pumpkin, here is the recipe I used for my pumpkin pie, as shown here. As a rule, I figured out that three cups of puree is equal to one 16 oz can of Libby's pumpkin.

2 ea Eggs, slightly beaten
3 cups pumpkin puree, provided by eMiLy

3/4 c Sugar
1/2 ts Salt
1 t Ground Cinnamon
1/2 ts Ground Ginger
1/4 ts Ground Cloves
1 1/2 c Evaporated Milk (12 oz)
2 ea 8 inch pie crusts.

Combine filling ingredients in order given; pour into pie crusts. Bake 15 minutes at 425 degrees, reduce temperature to 350 degrees, and bake an additional 30 minutes or until knife inserted near center comes out clean. Cool.

Prescott and stuff

I just got home from Prescott. The weather was Excellent (said like Wayne). I got to run Granite Mountain twice (once with my sisters) and I got to run the Peavine once. It was awesome! Best of all- no rabid foxes. If you haven't heard the story, you can read it here: http://www.azfamily.com/news/local/stories/yavapai-county-local-news-110508-rabid-fox-attack.18276897a.html This chick is pretty BAMPh, if you ask me. But then again, you are not supposed to run away from suspicious looking animals, so is she really that BAMPh? IDK.

I also got to swim my first 800 meters. All I can say is that I did not drown (if I was awesome, which I clearly am not, I would have said drownd- not a real word, but people say it all the time) and that is something. The funniest part of swimming at a YMCA is all the lady butts that I got, yes got, like it's a gift, to see in the locker room. People don't have any shame. This one ladies bum was right in my face and I was trying soooooo hard not to laugh. It was a big bum. But at least she got off it to go and exercise, so good for her (and her gargantuan bum).

"The Good Land"

Did you know that:

1. Milwaukee is Algonquian for ""Good/Beautiful/Pleasant Land"

2. Is the only major city to elect three socialist mayors (Thank you Alice Cooper).

3. Brian, Rad, Buddy and myself are moving there at the end of May 2009

Yup, we are sadly going to have to leave Denver and the Rocky MOuntains to move a little more north to the land of cheese, beer and football, Milwaukee. Brian actually recieved two offers, one from Baylor and one from Marquette. We were prepared to make a decision for every other school than Baylor, so at the last minute there was some definiteback-and-forth. We did not make the decision on the weather, as there is currently 3 feet of snow and 20 ft drifts in Milwaukee. But Marquette's endodotic (not endodontal- just to correct a few peep's, although Endodontal School is HiLAriOUs!!!) program just fits better for Brian. Plus, we are only 1 hour and 48 mintues away from Chicago and that means OPRAH. That's right I am so going to see Oprah. HOpefully by then she will be over annoyingly rejoicing over Obama's win. I mean, I am over it.

And the Chicago Marathon. I am officially announcing that I am going to run the Chicago next October. It will be my first marathon and I am going to do it!!! Krissy, you are going to do it with me, right? I can't think of anyone I would rather run and laugh with for 3+ hours. (Let's shoot for 3.5 hours, I mean, 3 would qualify us for Boston, but we need to shoot low, right??) I am only kidding. I am a sucky runner and will probably hobble over the FL after like 6 hours.

Anyhow, it just so happens that three of my all time fave tv shows were set in MIlwaukee: That 70's Show, Happy Dayz and Laverne and Shirley. That has got me pretty excited.

Goodbye all, I hope you are enjoying the dark at 5:30pm like I am.

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Vampire Love: Flaggggggged for Removal

Uncle Julie, I tried. Some D-bag(s) had your post flagged for removal. Let me ask you one simple question and you don't have to answer out loud unless you would like to:

WHY CAN'T A GIRL WANT A VAMPIRE OF HER OWN? IS IT REALLY SOOOOO BAD? OFFENSIVE?

I will find you a vampire. The search simply continues without the help of Craigs List.

Okay, turns out that my sister, Julie, or Uncle Julie, as we like to call her has brought it to my attention that she is obsessed with Vampires. She has been reading Twilight and now she wants an "Edward" of her own. Hence her post on CraigsList (CL for all the losers that don't know what CL means) http://prescott.craigslist.org/w4m/906622462.html.

I keep trying to tell her that Brad Pit was the ultimate Vampire (well, Antonio Banderas was the ULTIMATE) but he lived in Europe. I am sure she would be willing to travel for a vampire, but who knows with her.

I thought I would help her out by posting her CL post on my blog. That way, if you happen to be a vampire and are spying on my blog, respond to this post and I will totally hook yuz up.

xoxo to all ya Vampires,

Emily