Abducted By Aliens, I Was!

Oh hi. That's right, I have a blog.

Where le hell have I BEEN, you ask? Or, maybe you're relieved that I've been away. I wanted to say I was abducted by aliens, but upon searching the interwebs - I see this has been done ad nauseam.

To be honest, Thanksgiving unexpectedly blasted upon me - without any warning whatsoever (rude). How did we indulge our gluttonous bellies? Tony made his first turkey, so that was rather fun - we thought it would be difficult, but it was quite easy. I don't eat meat, so I had king crab - it was HEAVEN, it was glorious. For side dishes, we made our insanely delicious garlic mashed potatoes (they have pecorino in them, OH come to MAMA) and stuffed portobello mushrooms. It was the first time we tried the mushroom recipe - and we nearly lost the small amount of sanity we cling to, they were SO FECKIN' GOOD, people! And for dessert later that evening, after we donned our expandable pants: individual molten lava cakes, but of course.

As for the rest of my absentia, I'm hosting our office holiday party at our house this Friday evening - so that has kept me plotting, planning, and stressing abnormally and unneccessarily. We hosted it last year too, so I shouldn't be so nervy about it - but that's my nature. God forbid I should go about this with a relaxed nature. WHO WOULD I BE THEN? WHAT WOULD PEOPLE SAY ABOUT ME?

Well, they'd say that I was abducted by aliens, for crap sake. And now I've come full circle.

So, after the craziness passes - I shall be back with desserts and more nonsense with which to bother you. As alluded to in an earlier post, the dogs will be guest blogging as well. The delay in that venture is because Wylie has a new furcut and he is insisting on a photo shoot for his blog photo, so alas - it is yet another thing on my To Do list. At any rate, I hope those of you who celebrate Thanksgiving had a merry one, and that all of you are surviving the craziness of the holiday season.