This week I was visiting home. So, like, stuff happened.
Everyone really outdid themselves this year. The food was delicious. The pie abundant (except that there was not NEARLY enough pumpkin). And the place holders exceptionally decorative.There was one awkward thing. My cousin Morina and I were assigned our own table because apparently we’re too much to handle. There were two open places at our table, reserved for our boyfriends. Which would be great if, you know, we had boyfriends.
Fondant Making Par-tay
The chocolate making tradition has a long history in our family. I’ve been an active chocolate dipper for many years now, but it’s been some time since I’ve helped make the fondant. This year I got to, though. Guys, watch out for this years batch of coconut almond, because it’s going to be beyond good.
As the Song Says: I Like Big Butts, and I Cannot Lie
We have an annual family Turkey Bowl. This year, it was pretty nice and sunny out. There was, however, quite a bit of snow on the ground. This is relevant to big butts, just wait for it. So the Turkey Bowl was a fun affair as always, except that for a no-tackle game there were a lot of people on the ground. Because snow is slippery and what not.
As for me, I didn’t have suitable snow shoes. So I was wearing my eleven-year-old brother’s hiking boots and couldn’t really feel my feet. So I made a snowman with my sister while everyone else was playing football. These kids had left this giant snowball that they had rolled down a hill, and we were determined to build on it. But the foundation snow ball was so big, we couldn’t lift a big enough middle section. Ultimately, we just had a snowman with a serious booty.