The turkey is picked clean. The dog has finished with all the crumbs. We have slept off our turkey comas. And it is time to blather a bit. So when you have finished my grilled and deep fried blather you need to click on the picture above to be whisked, at the speed of my hardening arteries (Mimi bought 10 POUNDS of butter for prep and there is ONE pound left) over to Conversion Diary to see what everyone else is doing.
I am full of blather
1.
There was early morning duck hunting on the lake. Not us but others. We contented ourselves with
Marinated venison tenderloin wrapped in bacon and grilled to perfection. Provided by Pilot Man and as about as fresh off the hoof as you can get. It was wandering the woods in deer form less than a week ago.
And of course there was turkey, both grilled and deep fried. And turkey skin!!!
2.
There was a lot of technology. Everyone had a device to catch a bit of quiet time in the mayhem.
There was mayhem??
You bet there was
3.
There were games played. We taught Slim Jim to play Mah Jongg. There was Uno. There was Rook.
I don't play Rook with Uncle Dean....blood is often shed. And sweat. And tears.
4.
The annual Turkey Pain Bowl was held. And no one was seriously injured which is always a plus.
5.
Beauty treatments were applied
6.
Sisterly love and affection
7.
And of course the annual family picture. Sort of like herding cats.
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might need to get Pilot Man's venison recipe. Sam got his buck last week and I never know what to do with it.
ReplyDelete#3: Scrabble and jigsaw puzzles are the family bloodsports for us.
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