Driving home from work tonight I got a phone call from my Mom about my turkey. Little did I know that if I wanted to cook a turkey on Thursday, I needed to buy it in the year 350 BC, to make sure it wasn’t as solid the statue of liberty or an iron cornucopia.
Anyway. So I drove to Harmon’s with her on the phone and had a thrilling conversation about how many lbs. three people need, what brand to buy, etc. Now she had suggested (and my Mom-in-law said the same thing) that I get separate turkey parts to cook, as we have just a few people and it’s easier. And that seemed like really good advice to me. My problem was that I have this Normal Rockwell picture in my head of what the perfect Thanksgiving looks like, and considering that we will conform to that painting in absolutely no way- I wanted to at least have a nice brown toasty turkey to carve up. So I ended up buying an 11 lb fresh turkey to try and achieve my dream.
I was standing in Harmon’s in front of a giant bin of turkeys and my Mom is asking me, “How much are they a pound?” I say, “$1.49. Is that good?” She says, “I’m not sure. Are you getting a Tom or a Hen?” I bring my selected bird to a man cooking sausage samples next to the hams. “Is this a Tom or a Hen?” He looked at it, “A Hen.” I was amazed, “How did you know that?” He pointed at the tag. Oh. I say to my mother, “It’s a hen. Is that better than a Tom?” She says, “Um. I’m not sure.” Apparently a man she thoroughly disliked growing up always insisted on Toms, so she’s always bought hens. Sounds like reason enough to continue that cute little tradition. Hen it is. I love conversations like this with my mother- it reinforces my tendency to follow my whims and make decisions based on little more than the direction the wind is blowing in the Antarctic.
So- we have a turkey. It’s sitting on a plate in the fridge waiting to be cooked up and consumed.
Work and school today were good- I also sent in requests for my transcripts to be sent to Westminster. I’m excited, and hope that I can get my application completed soon. All I have left to send to them is my writing samples, and then there will just be some waiting. At work we’re going through the arduous process of reading each chapter out loud and making all those small little changes to make it represent Rich and Ron and their thoughts. Today Rich had attended a funeral and so we had our meeting on the phone as he drove north. Aside from losing him through a couple of canyons- the process was actually rather helpful. I had a sore throat by the end, reading into a speaker phone again and again and again, but I’ll be able to make some changes tomorrow morning and I think we’ll call that one done, with a solid result.
So this evening…I’m going to make some chicken casserole (or try…again…) and do some science homework, and probably work on my website a little. In other news, I’ve been accepted into BlogHer’s Ad network. I applied to have their advertisements show up on my page, which I did for a couple of reasons. First of all, it’d be nice to make a little money on the website, BUT, I’m not sure it’ll be that much. What I’m really interested in is the fact that by being in their network, my blog will get will get advertised other places, and I’ll get more readers and more people interacting. Also, out of all the adverts I’ve encountered, I actually really enjoy BlogHer. I find new blogs to read, and all kinds of other good stuff. I’ve just liked BlogHer from the beginning- so it’s exciting to become more a part of it.
Well, that’s all for now!
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