Jenelle's a wiz at cooking. Not like an 'oh that tastes real good honey' wiz at cooking; more like a 'damn that tortilla soup is good' wiz at cooking. Sunday she made a turkey, which involved something called a butter massage that is a lot less sensual than it sounds. Four hours later we had turkey so juicy that the meat literally fell apart. I've never had a turkey like that. So: hooray for me.The news with Carter is sitting and sitting up. This is nice because he requires slightly less attention and being upright helps his tiny six-month acid reflux.
The news with everything else is that it continues, though not so well that it deserves a post. We're feeling ready for winter and very much over the dark dreary season between Thanksgiving and Christmas on the Eastern seaboard.
Wednesday, December 07, 2011