November 25, 2016
Post Thanksgiving...a time
for stretchy pants and leftovers
Its now 0400 and I am in my
happy place. I've been up for an hour, made my strong freshly ground coffee
with my Danish Technivorm coffee maker, read Matthew Chapter 14, prayerfully am
still totally amazed how Jesus could feed over 10,000 people with just a few
loaves of bread and some small fish...all of this after his cousin John was
beheaded. I don't see that I would have been that gracious.
Yesterdays meal was over the
top and I pulled it off without a hitch, thank you God! My digital thermometer
went bonkers, so I had to go by time and feel with the turkey. If was a fear
that this bird wouldn't have been thoroughly cooked, but it was. Here's a hint
for next Thanksgiving. Those .39 a pound frozen rock solid turkeys, with a 3-4
day defrost AND a 18-24 brine, are NO DIFFERENT tasting than a fresh 1.29 a
pound bird. We had a 24 pound bird that was flavorful, juicy and tender.
Blue Apron...my thoughts are
they are good for certain situations. For a married couple who both work and
want something different, good stuff. Also they will have you cooking things
that you normally wouldn't use, and the eye-opening experience of have strange
things explode flavor into your palates, is super cool.
Our new flavors are Butternut
Squash, Persimmons and pickled onions.
I really feel for those who
had family members who were so bent out of shape over the recent elections that
it effected their holiday celebration.
It used to be that way with
my Dad. My Pops was a Union Machinist, and a staunch Democrat from the word go.
I grew up rebelling against that system and became an Independent voter and
thinker. However, every year we delicately tred around politics. Both my Mom
and I were "Born-Again Christians" and conservative in our ways, so
naturally there was conflict not only during Thanksgiving, but during a
political season.
My Dad, although a Democrat,
would have hated this Democrat party. He was certainly old-school, and I miss
him so very much. My Pops came to know the Savior later in life and I have no
doubt that I'll get to see him again.
Change of subject....
I started doing some leather
work recently. In doing so I found that I like it. So I decided to do some
Christmas gifts. My first gift is a suede pencil roll for my daughters artist
best friend, and the second is a lambskin bag for my daughter.
I found out real quick that
you cant decently hand stitch soft leathers. They just flop around too much. A
machine is required and with a machine comes sewing lessons on how to use the
thing...ok So yesterday spend a few hours trying my best to CALMLY thread and
use my new Janome machine on practice cloth, and I did...yeah!!!
Today I start leather.
Since Ive gone down this
road, Ive had many thoughts on how I can use this machine to make stuff that
might be useful to a gun toting, truck driving, Bible reading man or woman.
My daughter Jaden put a seed
in my brain. She told me yesterday that she was followed by a strange guy as
she was checking into a motel. Now Jaden is a pharmacist and has a pistol carry
permit in Oregon. I asked her where her pistol was, and "I left
it at home". That'll do you no good.
So Im thinking how about a
nice leather hand bag with a built in holster?
Im still pondering the
possibilities.
Your thoughts?
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