Saturday, November 26, 2011

Thanksgiving, a scary movie and a trip to the hop-stital

Hey gobblers (heh). Hope you had a nice holiday and that it wasn't filled with TOO much food remorse. Here at Peckerwood Farm we did Thanksgiving dinner by our lonesomes. We roasted a turkey breast with a ton of veggies and fresh herbs we picked up at the farmers market, and had sides of stove top stuffing, homemade cranberry sauce, and parmesan encrusted brussel sprouts and cauliflower. It was super easy and laid back, and we ate it in front of the TV like ungrateful heathens. I also made the most delicious pecan pie muffins and a super simple pumpkin pie that Nate insisted was the best he's ever had. It had condensed milk in it, which I had never baked with before. Have you tried that stuff? I could eat it with a spoon. I might, if there's another can somewhere in the house tonight. Later that night we watched a movie called "Insidious" on Netflix. I hadn't heard of it while it was in theaters, but it was actually a pretty respectably good ghost story. I keep remembering scenes from the movie in the midst of my midnight trips to the toilet and then end up frozen with fear in the bathroom, afraid to go out and walk past the open basement door in the dark. We really need to get a nightlight. Anyway, I recommend it. It's not like, the best movie ever made (because that would be The Legend of Billie Jean), but fun enough. So, it's been a pretty good Thanksgiving weekend, except that today I stubbornly insisted on walking the dogs by myself. They were being super good, shuffling along slowly with me and not pulling on the leashes, but I totally spaced it and twisted my ankle where the curb meets loose gravel about 10 minutes down the road. I fell to my hands and knees in the gravel- and to add to my shame I was wearing a skirt, which I'm pretty sure flew up, revealing my pregnant lady knickers. I thankfully did not hit my belly, but my midwife insisted we go into the hospital and get hooked up to the fetal monitor to be on the safe side. 2.5 hours later we were sent home with a clean bill of health. Oddly enough, this felt like a practice run for when I actually go into labor, minus the pain. So, it wasn't a total waste of time, and I feel hugely relieved that all is well. Plus, we got to listen to the baby's heartbeat for 2 hours, which was super cool.

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