Well, we've been celebrating Thanksgiving this weekend up here in the great white north. Saturday was the only nice day weather-wise, with some sun, and not so much wind that you had to hang onto everything that you didn't want blown away. (Remember last year, when we were on the beach in our short sleeves, or the year before, when it was THIRTY degrees all weekend?) I had to work on Saturday, but Steve and Griffin joined me for the morning, which made it seem much less like work.Saturday when we got home, we had plans to cook our Thanksgiving dinner, as Steve had to work on Sunday. However, we arrived home at 4 and only then did we get started on dinner. At 7pm, for fear of a major meltdown, we fed the kid a grilled cheese and put him to bed, and at 8pm we finally sat down to our dinner. The pregnant lady was almost ready to keel over by then.
Also when we got home at 4pm, I got started on the ONE THING I had it in my head that I was going to accomplish this weekend - an apple pie, from scratch, crust and all....my first one ever. Anywho, I think it turned out OK, don't you?Yesterday the wind kicked up and it was darn near freezing outside. That didn't stop us from a little country hike to pick some apples. Now there's another huge pile of apples, waiting to find out their fate. I think these are going to get sauced.Today, (I must say, against my better judgement,) we headed out to a local Pumpkin Patch. It was still chilly, but not quite as frigid as yesterday.
The last time I was at this "little farm" it was about 5 years ago. Way back then, one could wander freely around, look at the animals, play on the stuff, and so on. Unfortunately, the farm has become increasingly popular in the last five years, and now it's a zoo, complete with a cop stopping traffic on the not so sleepy country road so people could cross from the overflow parking lot. They've also commercialized the crap out of it, and now in order to get to the area with the animals and the corn maze and all the other "fun stuff" you have to fork out ten bucks a person.
We said no thanks, content to roll around in the free pumpkins (and drink $2 hot chocolate!) instead.