As I write this, I'm fixin' to sit down and eat my first Thanksgiving dinner.
And when I say that, I don't mean it's my first Thankgiving dinner ever, like back in 1621, which is when the first documented Thanksgiving in the New World took place. I mean my first Thanksgiving dinner of the week.
You see, my husband goes a little crazy for the holidays. And by a little crazy, I mean the man goes freaking bonkers. Maybe it's because he grew up in extreme poverty and has become a self-made pretty solid middle class citizen, but Eddie goes a little nuts for the holidays.
OK, to be honest, he goes whole hog nuts. There's no middle ground here. He's totally flipping manic from the first day of November through the last day of December.
It's probably because his birthday falls in the middle of November. Every day (and believe me, I'm not kidding) at some point he randomly yells, "It's my birthday month!"
It's his excuse for every faux pas, every bad move, every unsavory thing that comes out of his mouth, every temper tantrum he throws. For the whole, entire month. Gaaaaaaaaah.
Lucky me though, my birthday is the following month. And I'm keeping track. If November is his month, December is MINE. If he makes ridiculous demands, comes up with crazy excuses, tries to make me do anything he doesn't want t do because it's his 'birthday month', believe me, I'm keeping notes in my iPhone, and next month, he'll get his.
Oh he'll get his.
And we don't need to go into it now. I'm sure that'll be the topic of a later column, maybe in January, but right now his birthday month is still in full swing, so let me tell you what we've got going on right now.
Eddie has invited his Uncle Kelton down for the celebration. This is a holiday that encompasses the trifecta of his birthday, Thanksgiving and Christmas, all packed into one crazy week of food and mayhem. Eddie loves his Uncle Kelton, who is the sweetest, kindest 79-year old in a cowboy hat that you've ever know, and his birthday is also in November. He's a man who still enjoys tinkering with motorbikes, playing with remote controlled cars, and watching American Pickers. (And ladies, he's single, just so ya know.)
Since we only have Kelton for about a week, Eddie is doing his best to consolidate every fall & wintertime food related celebration that he possibly can into his Uncle's visit. And that means every night I come home faced with a brand new feast of comfort food and heartburn. And just so we're clear, the heartburn is all Eddie's. But he's committed to celebrating as many holidays as he can while Kelton is here with us, God bless him.
While I write this, Eddie is pulling a huge ham out of the oven. It's been basted in apple juice, brown sugar, stone ground mustard and honey. The potatoes are boiling. Salad is being tossed. There's two more turkeys in the freezer downstairs and Eddie says he's buying another ham tomorrow, because today is pretend Thanksgiving, and next week we're playing Christmas.
As for me, I'm pulling together a feast of music for you to listen to as you prepare your Thanksgiving (or birthday month) dinners, complete with Ham, Turkey, Mashed Potatoes and Gravy, Wine and Pies. And it all starts out with all of us holding hands and saying grace. Just click the play arrow below, or check it out on Spotify.
If you're not doing anything next Thursday, get in touch. We'll have enough food to feed an army. And if you're over 65 and single, and you like motorbikes and remote controlled cars or American Pickers, I've got the perfect guy for you!
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Thursday, November 5, 2015
I dare you. I challenge thee. In fact, I bet you 25 cents that you can't listen to today's playlist without finding yourself dancing around the room, or at least tapping your feet. I just don't think it's possible. With that said, I'm not gonna say a lot today. Shocking, right?
But my husband has finally returned home after 6 long months in one of America's most favorite national parks, fixing the road around the rim of Crater Lake. It's year one of a 3 year job.
Sure, we've gotten to see each other almost every weekend, and we try to make the best of our short time together, but most of our rendezvous have been at my parent's house, hanging with the Ings. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. My parent's have been extremely flexible and accommodating. But there's just something about being home. And having my husband at home. In our own living room, watching The Voice together. In our own kitchen. Making dinner together. In our own bedroom. Making other things together. I don't have to spell it out for you. We miss each other. And we need to get back in the swing of things.
I just realized that one of the things I find myself doing more often when my husband is around, is to turn up the music loud and dance around the house. We fit pretty well together. As friends, as life mates, and as dance partners. So pardon me for being so brief today, but I've got a date with my favorite dance partner to get to.
I think we'll be pulling the shades at our house for awhile, but we'll give you a peek at our playlist! I hope you don't think I'm too forward if I suggest you whip up your own dinner fixin' date with your sweetie, turn on this playlist full of electro-swing amazingness, turn it up, and have some good old fashioned fun!
Check out today's Swingin' playlist on Spotify, or just click on the arrow below.