Thursday, November 22, 2001

Poor Sick Marcus

Happy Thanksgiving!


Hope everybody had a very happy Thanksgiving. Ours got off to a rocky start, but turned out alright in the end.

We went to bed after 11 p.m. last night and I already knew it would be a short night since I had to get up by 6 to start pies and get the turkey ready to start roasting by 9. Marcus was feeling a bit dizzy before we went to sleep, but we thought maybe it was because he hadn't eaten since lunch. Ursa, our Malamute, woke me up about 1:15 a.m. She was all upset. Marcus was in the bathroom, groaning. I yelled to see if he was ok, but he wasn't. He didn't remember why he had gone into the bathroom, but he ended up passing out and fell to the floor. He thinks he hit his head. He wasn't sure how long he was laying there, but my yelling woke him up and he was freezing. I put as many clothes as I could find on him to warm him up. When I got up at 5:30, he was still delirious and was drifting in and out of sleep. I finally got him to take some NyQuil around 7. You know he's feeling really bad if he takes any kind of medication. He got up a few hours later and felt a little better. I think the poor thing had a touch of the flu. By the time I had dinner ready at 4, he felt good enough to eat a little something. Our friend Dave and my Dad joined us for dinner. My turkey came out really good, if I do say so myself.

Thanksgiving Feast 2001

Dad eating Thanksgiving FeastMarcus resting after food

Dave enjoying Thanksgiving FeastMarcus watching Survivor

Wednesday, November 21, 2001

Martha Ain’t Here

A humorous holiday tidbit offered by my friend, Rev:

Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. I'm telling you in advance, so don't act surprised. Since Ms. Stewart won't be coming, I've made a few small changes:

Our sidewalk will not be lined with homemade, paper bag luminaries. After a trial run, it was decided that no matter how cleverly done, rows of flaming lunch sacks do not have the desired welcoming effect.

Once inside, our guests will note that the entry hall is not decorated with the swags of Indian corn and fall foliage I had planned to make. Instead, I've gotten the kids involved in the decorating by having them track in colorful autumn leaves from the front yard. The mud was their idea.

The dining table will not be covered with expensive linens, fancy china, or crystal goblets. If possible, we will use dishes that match and everyone will get a fork. Since this IS Thanksgiving, we will refrain from using the plastic Peter Rabbit plate and the Santa napkins from last Christmas.

Our centerpiece will not be the tower of fresh fruit and flowers that I promised. Instead we will be displaying a hedgehog-like decoration hand-crafted from the finest construction paper. The artist assures me it is a turkey.

We will be dining fashionably late. The children will entertain you while you wait. I'm sure they will be happy to share every choice comment I have made regarding Thanksgiving, pilgrims and the turkey hotline. Please remember that most of these comments were made at 5:00 a.m. upon discovering that the turkey was still hard enough to cut diamonds.

As accompaniment to the children's recital, I will play a recording of tribal drumming. If the children should mention that I don't own a recording of tribal drumming, or that tribal drumming sounds suspiciously like a frozen turkey in a clothes dryer, ignore them. They are lying.

We toyed with the idea of ringing a dainty silver bell to announce the start of our feast. In the end, we chose to keep our traditional method. We've also decided against a formal seating arrangement. When the smoke alarm sounds, please gather around the table and sit where you like.

In the spirit of harmony, we will ask the children to sit at a separate table. In a separate room. Next door.

Now, I know you have all seen pictures of one person carving a turkey in front of a crowd of appreciative onlookers. This will not be happening at our dinner. For safety reasons, the turkey will be carved in a private ceremony. I stress "private" meaning: Do not, under any circumstances, enter the kitchen to laugh at me. Do not send small, unsuspecting children to check on my progress. I have an electric knife. The turkey is unarmed. It stands to reason that I will eventually win. When I do, we will eat.

I would like to take this opportunity to remind my young diners that "passing the rolls" is not a football play. Nor is it a request to bean your sister in the head with warm tasty bread.

Oh, and one reminder for the adults: For the duration of the meal, and especially while in the presence of young diners, we will refer to the giblet gravy by its lesser-known name: Cheese Sauce. If a young diner questions you regarding the origins or type of Cheese Sauce, plead ignorance. Cheese Sauce stains.

Before I forget, there is one last change. Instead of offering a choice between 12 different scrumptious desserts, we will be serving the traditional pumpkin pie, garnished with whipped cream and small fingerprints. You will still have a choice; take it or leave it.

Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. She probably won't come next year either.

I am thankful.

Tuesday, November 20, 2001

Why Can’t One Store Have It All?

Current mood: ?angry
Why can't one store have everything you're looking for? I went to a WalMart Superstore, a Cub Foods, a King Soopers and I still haven't got everything for my Thanksgiving feast. I thought I'd be able to get the remaining stuff at the Byers General Store, but alas, no luck. I have to make a stop somewhere in town tomorrow after work to get those last items. I wish I had the room to store stuff so I could get this holiday-type shopping done early. I hate the last minute shopping frenzy. I swear, some of these people act like feeding sharks.

I cleaned under my refrigerator today. How's that for exciting? I made the mistake of thinking it had been awhile since I vacuumed under there. Well, next thing I knew, I had it pulled out and I was scrubbing the floor. Whoohoo! I also cleaned inside to make room for all the food I bought. Wow, it looks so nice.

Well, I guess I better get to bed so I can get to work early. I try to spend as little time as possible around the people there. I made the mistake of sleeping in today and I paid for it by having to deal with this new dumbass they hired at one store and having to witness the makeout session of the two managers that are having an affair at the other store. Eeewwww. I can't wait to get away from there. At least I get to stay home all day Thursday. That will be really nice.

Monday, November 19, 2001

Web Counter Update 3

Spoke too soon. Counter gone again. Must find new counter host.

Web Counter Update 2

Yay, my counter from counter4free is working again. No explanation on their site as to where they've been. Oh, well. You get what you pay for, right?

We’ve Got High Speed Internet!

Current mood: sick bearmood sick
I feel like crap. I've developed a really bad cough. Yay. I'll be so glad when I get a job that doesn't involve inhaling flour. A girl at work was scolding me for drinking coke when I'm sick. This is the same girl that has asthma and smokes. Go figure.

Well, our satellite Internet is up and installed. I wanted to get a picture of the dish to post (Marcus insists its signaling aliens), but it started raining early this afternoon and now it is snowing. I don't want it to snow, but at least it feels more like a Thanksgiving week as opposed to the high temps we had yesterday. It was nice to get on the Internet without having to listen to the modem dial in and try 4 or 5 times to get a decent connection. It's not terribly fast, but at least I'm not supposed to get bumped. We'll see.

I got a new computer desk today at Oak Express. Marcus was sick of my stuff (laptop, bills, etc) being spread all over the kitchen table. I had to use it there to be close to a phone jack. He's going to install an ethernet jack so I can plug into the satellite server. Man, you should see all the computer crap we have. We are such geeks.

Saturday, November 17, 2001

Week in Review

I've been so busy this week that there has been absolutely no time for updating the old weblog. I'm going to try to recall all the things I wanted to write about this week:
• FRIDAY, November 16, 2001
Somebody around here has got either a ham radio or else they have the same Dish Network system we do. I was trying to watch "A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving" and the station kept changing to Ellen and some news station like CNN or something. I was getting really irked. It's happening again tonight during "The Screensavers."

• THURSDAY, November 15, 2001
My last day at CollegeAmerica! WhooHoo! All I've got left to do on Monday is a financial aid exit interview and meet with the career placement lady to get my resume out. The teacher of my Unix 4 class was a trip. I studied for a final exam that consisted of 20 true/false questions, all of which had an answer of true. The questions were things like "Linux is the only real operating system." HA! About five question in I started wondering if I was reading the questions wrong since they all were true. The whole class started snickering the farther we got. The last question was "Every question on this test had an answer of TRUE." Too funny. Dad and I celebrated my last day of school at The Armadillo. I just love the burrito surpeme they have. Yum.

• WEDNESDAY, November 14, 2001
Since the stupid walk-in died AGAIN, I got stuck making Friday's, Saturday's and Sunday's dough all at once. Twenty (20!) batches in all at that store, plus another 9 at the other one. My hands hurt so bad when I was done that I couldn't even hold a pen. Good thing the final in Unix didn't require any real writing or I would've been screwed.

• TUESDAY, November 13, 2001
I heard the most tear-jerking poem sent in by a listener on the Dr. Laura radio show. It is called 'Twas the Night Before Christmas. Go read it, it's a tearjerker.

Marcus & Mike Aspen Grove T-Shirts

Marcus and Mike after visitng the new Apple Store


• SUNDAY, November 11, 2001
Aspen Grove Apple Store TshirtThe first Apple store in Colorado opened this weekend. Marcus and I went with Mike and Nina to the new Aspen Grove mall in Littleton to check it out. It was so cool. Marcus and Mike were in Apple heaven. I want the new iPod so bad! It's so sweeeeet! We even got free t-shirts. Poor Nina could care less about computers and was really bored, so she and I went to check out some of the other stores. One thing I've got to say is: The Pottery Barn sucks ass! I can't believe anybody buys that crap. There was some cool things at Eddie Bauer, but I still wouldn't buy them even if I had money. I guess I just wasn't meant to be "in style".


• SATURDAY, November 10, 2001
We were supposed to get our satellite internet installed today, but he stupid installer cancelled. Jerk. On top of that, the phones were down in the town of Byers for the whole evening. I had my new blog template almost ready to go but I couldn't get on the internet. Good thing we didn't have an emergency or something. Marcus had planned a LAN party to game. Everyone except Mike cancelled on him. Marcus and Mike played Age of Empires II while Nina and I watched Snow White and The Mummy Returns. Those Mummy movies are pretty good. I might have to get those on DVD.

Leonids Peak

The Leonid meteor shower is peaking Sunday night, but a front is rolling in. Viewing is supposed to be pretty good tonight, too. I'm going to try and check it out.