Thanksgiving, Part 2

Although Thanksgiving Part 1 was a tough act to follow, I think we managed to rock Part 2.

First, I sprayed the myself and entire kitchen with gingerbread batter.



Gray sweatpants make everyone look thin.

Note to self: break up the crisco lump before turning on the mixer.

Next, the culmination of A WEEK'S worth of effort in the sourdough bread department.  My beloved father brought me a sourdough kit as a gift from his trip to San Fransisco - and then kindly asked me to prepare it for Thanksgiving. I (being a kind-hearted sort of woman) complied with his wishes, and grew a tupperware full of creepy, bubbling, pancake batter material in my basement for a week. Then, I kneaded and measured, coaxed and prayed. And the result off all this arduous labor?



A 1 pound loaf, roughly the size of a dinner roll.

Hey, they can't all be winners.

The good news is, the bacon-wrapped-pork-tenderloin was a seriously awesome alternative to the traditional turkey.

And, I'll let you in on a little secret. There's a big, green, pine-scented item chillin' in our house, just waiting for the boys to wake up from nap. "Oh Christmas tree. Oh Christmas tree. La la la la la Christmas tree"