Thanksgiving Day

And here are some pictures from what should be the best day of each year. Thanksgiving is definitely a most wonderful time, and although I can't post any pictures of the people that make it so lovely, I can of other things.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can you see how decrepit the pie crust looks? If I weren't such a lover of homemade substances, I'd quit at pie crusts and buy storebought ones. If you didn't notice, we really had trouble with the piecrusts. Unfortunately.

 

 

 

 

And those dishes weren't the only ones. That was just a small percent of what actually needed washed.

 

 

 

Don't tell me this is gross OR unsanitary. It's not. It's just turkey.

 

 

 

All the pies we made plus the popcorn balls.

 

 

And the sweetest sign made on my Grandmama's chalkboard by my cousin's son.

 

 

 

Our friends made popcorn balls, and we found them quite delectable. I advise for my stalkers to make popcorn balls a family tradition. They're worth it. :-)

 

 



 

The untried and untrue Pumpkin Pie recipe. The pies were very good. But I didn't prefer the look they had. It was too improper.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That was our breakfast. :) Ice cream, pomegranites and apple crisp. Oh, and there were a few eggs too, but the majority ate the ice cream and apple crisp.

 

 

 

A study on hair. And that is as close as I will get to posting pictures of faces. :p

 

 

 

 

 

A glorious rubberband fight we had once most others left....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pardon me for chopping his head off so that I could post this picture, but it was such an interesting picture, I couldn't help it. :(

 

Husking Bee

*Note: now this is terrrrribly belated, and I apologize for that!!*



So we had a husking bee the other night, the first one I've ever been at. I can't say how much fun it was! Out of privacy's sake, dear stalkers, I shall not post any face pictures, but I have a few non-descript pictures that I may as well post.

 

 

 

 

 

It really was the most fun! I enjoyed it so very much. Hopefully we and our friends can arrange some more of old fashioned events. :)



Cookies

There have been some who wish to see the cookies I made day before last. Here tis.

 

 

 

 

 

Those three are the Cranberry Ginger Pinwheels.

 

 

 

 

Those are supposed to be Angel's Wings. I wasn't quite sure how they turned out in respects to their supposed lookalike.



Fall~time

Without me even knowing it, Fall snuck up on me. But I am enjoying it, and I decided to traipse outside this afternoon to take some pictures of the nice Fall day. Here are the results, with dear Ko-kuhn posing for me quite nicely.

 

 

 

 

The leaves are so beautiful. :)

 

My, was that tricky, getting the leaves to fall just right. ;)

 

 

 

Isn't that a nice contrast? (I didn't pose the leaf)

 

 

 

 

 

The maple trees are wonderful. Although they didn't create as bright red a leaf as last year, the orange is just as nice.

 

 

 

Two leaves plastered to the van.

You wanted to see my Koala?

Now I know that some of you, most dearly beloved, wished to see my darling and lovable Ko-kuhn. In case you were wondering, yes, he is very sweet and huggable (because you can't quite tell that just from the pictures) and he has a very snuggly feel. :)

 

 

Enjoy!!

 

 

 

 



Pictures and Whatnot

I don't feel like writing much, :p but I am duty-bound to make a post, so here are a few pictures I took a bit ago. Enjoy!

 

 

 

Heavenly Wisdom???

The little Princess told me this morning, in a quite serious voice, that she had a bad dream. Then she proceeded to tell me all about how Satan came when it was dark, and he took her, and took Mom and threw her on the ground. She went on to say that she ran down the road. A little while later she went to Mom and told her, "I wasn't scared, because you were there." Then she told her, "When Satan comes next time, you must tell him, 'Don't touch me!'"

Later this morning, she was sitting drawing a picture on the chalk board, and her head popped up. "But Satan went away when it's morning, Baba," she said. "Satan not like be here when it morning." Then she went back to her story, and told me, "But I hided in the purses. He find Mom and throw her on the ground. Then he come look for me. But I hided in the purses. My purse. I hide in there." I didn't say anything to encourage her to say those sort of things... and I truly wonder what goes on in that mind of hers. And she's been talking about Satan all morning.

It was interesting, too, how she calmly told me as she drew her picture, "I draw a picture of Beeday. He like pictures very much. He very nice. Beeday is really wow." I nodded, smiling a little, because she had just told me earlier that Beeday is up in heaven with Jesus. I asked her who Beeday is, and she said, basically, that he is like God. Is she talking about the Holy Spirit? I wondered. I knew that if I asked her, she could just say yes because she thinks that's a good thing to say. But then after telling me that she was drawing a picture of Beeday, she said, "When Beeday not in the picture, when he with us, he look like a people. With red clothes, and sweater, and belly, and legs, and head." I wonder if she was talking about Someone I don't know how she would know that much about... the other person of God, the Holy Spirit. "He is me," she said grinning.

Now where does she get all this stuff?

Add onto that, she tells us all the time, "I not little anymore! I not a baby. I'm growing up!"


**Disrupted spacing amended by a nosy and particular older sister. You needn't thank me, Koala dear; I'm just helpful like that.**