Gravy Train
Almost ten years ago we bought our first house, and like most giddy new home owners, I was ready to host a holiday. So, Thanksgiving was going to be mine! We had my family and my husband’s family, although he wasn’t my husband yet, and some of our friends over. It was a big gathering in my little house of about 1000 square feet; there was cooking going on, and drinking and talking and it was aweso
me. Once the turkey was done it was almost time to eat, and at the last-minute, I remembered, the gravy. I forgot about the gravy. I frantically started cooking the giblets and innards for the gravy. Whew, gravy is cooking and everything was still under control, now all I had to do was blend the gravy to make it smooth. I took the gravy from the stove top and poured it in the blender; I was almost done and ready to serve dinner to my friends and family. Have I mentioned that I am a vegetarian and don’t eat turkey or any meat products? Well, I turn the blender on and KABOOM! It exploded and there was gravy and pieces of turkey innards everywhere — on the walls, the ceiling, the blinds — everywhere. And I was wearing it too; it was on my clothes, in my hair and on my face and eyelashes. It was gross and hilarious. I guess you’re not supposed to blend hot liquids because the heat creates pressure, which can cause an explosion and a huge mess. Who knew? Five years later when we were getting ready to sell our house, there were still gravy stains on the ceiling from MY first Thanksgiving.
Paparazzi
If a picture is worth a thousand words, Azul is just as chatty with the camera lens as he is with his mouth. He loves to take pictures; I have various “selfies” he has taken of himself, pictures of our cat Eddie and more Lego pictures than I know what to do with. He has his own camera, he uses mine and he uses my phone to capture his masterpieces. He has taken some really good pictures and I have encouraged this behavior, until, I was flipping through the pics on my camera, and to my surprise, found some images that I was not aware of… I was in the shower! Sorry, no picture of that included.
No Problem!
Azul is already in full Christmas mode! He has been creating his “want list” from catalogs we receive in the mail. While looking through The Land of Nod, he decided he wanted the Camper Play tent from us. I’m okay with that because I think it is super cool and have no problem getting him that for a present. And I have already measured out his room and am redesigning his bedroom layout so it will fit. Once he chose, I should have put the temptation away, but I left the catalog on the kitchen counter. Now his new “want” is the Rocket Shelf. It’s cool too! I was informed that, “You can get me the Rocket first and then the Camper.” I told him, “We can get you one or the other, but not both, so which one do you want?” Surprise, surprise, he replied, “I want both.” Standing my ground I say, “We will get you one of them as your Christmas present from us, which one do you want?” He looked at the catalog, turning the pages back and forth, obviously in a state of deep concentration. He then looked up and said, “I know, you can get me the Camper and you can tell one of your friends to get the Rocket for me!” That was not what I expected him to say and was near spitting out the water I was drinking…through my nose. He is quite the problem solver. Now, I’m the one with the problem.
Carmelina Hart 