October 16th 2009 6:20 pm
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Here I am up in heaven having a good time. I look down at mom and dad and who do I see visiting them? GRANDMA! Yes that is right, grandma and uncle have come down for their annual fall visit and I am here in heaven so I can't eat all the left overs. Oh wait, in heaven you don't have to wait for leftovers I can just eat anytime.
Grandma looks really good. This summer, we all thought she would be in heaven waiting for us, but she got her medicine changed and now she is fine. So to show grandma how happy I was that she was feeling better I gave her some doggie luck when she went to the casino. She came home pretty happy.
Grandma and Uncle visit mom and dad about 4 times a year. And one thing that mom and dad do for one of those visits is have a dinner party for them. They invite friends that Uncle and Grandma know. They had planned to have the dinner party on Thursday. Dad bought a turkey to cook.
Dad is the cook of the house. Mom is not a good cooker person at all. You know how everyone has one company dish that they can make to impress people. Mom does not have one. She knows how to call for pizza or chinese food. Mom just gets very bored when she is cooking so she usually jacks up the heat to get the food done fast and ends up burning it, or she doesn't cook it long enough and it ends up all bloody. It is better to leave the cooking to others.
(ok, to be fair-mom does have one thing she makes really well. Microwave scrambled eggs. All the kids love it. But, mom does not like eggs. So the one thing she cooks well is the one thing she doesn't like to eat.)
Ok back to the dinner party. Dad was going to cook a turkey on Thursday. But, he had to go to work. He told mom to just cook the turkey and he would take care of the sides when he got home. Grandma and Uncle had planned to go to the casino all day so mom was on her own! OH NO!
I used to love it when mom cooked. She would drop so much on the floor and you know the dog rule-anything on the floor is the dog's. So mom was dealing with a 15 pound turkey. I would have been mad if she would have dropped it and I would not have been there to eat it. But fortunately mom did not drop it. She painted butter all over it. She stuffed big hunks of butter under it's skin. She found some a jar that had a picture of a turkey on it so she sprinkled turkey spice all over the turkey and she put it in the oven.
About an hour later, she noticed that the messege light on the phone was blinking. It was a message from dad. All of the dinner guests had cancelled. So don't bother cooking, we'll just have left overs. Well, too late for that. The turkey was cooking away. But at least mom didn't have to clean the house.
(Ok house cleaning is not one of mom's big skills. Ok mom is not very domestic at all. )
Grandma and Uncle came back from the casino ready for a dinner party. They were disappointed to know that everyone was sick and had to cancel. But that turkey sure smelled good. They were ready to eat.
Mom took the turkey out of the oven. It looked really good. It cut really well. It was sooo juicy. It was delicious. I am so mad. Mom finally made something good and I am in heaven and can't have a taste of it.
Oh wait, I'm in heaven I can have whatever I want.
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Oh, Dorothy DOT, your diary entry brought a big smile to my face!
Mama doesn't cook much either, and that would be just her luck that something she made turned out well and the event was canceled! BOL!
So nice to still be reading your entries!!
Dorothy Louise...leave it to you to make us smile even from the Bridge! My mom doesn't cook a lot either, and it would be her luck, too, to make a delicious turkey only to have all the guests cancel.
We're sooooo happy to hear your gramma is doing better....and hopefully she won't be joining you at the Bridge anytime soon.
Dot your momma made a turkey? WOW ! ! ! She should write it down in her new calendar!