Cheryl Dyson

I'm not really all that egocentric (shut up!) except when it comes to cooking. THIS BITCH CAN COOK! WOOT! The turkey was amazing, the potatoes rocked, the gravy was PERFECTION (go me!), apparently the disgusting sweet potatoes were great (although I can't vouch for those, because, EW), the cranberry/orange sauce was brilliant, and my son has vowed to live on fruit salad. I still have a chocolate pie to bake, but the crust is done. The cherry pie might be mysteriously half gone already. (Is good for breakfast.)

*is accomplished*

Somehow I was elected to host this same dinner (but with added cheesecake) next year for accioscar , alaerys , and micolerose , so you are all hereby invited if you should happen to be in Seattle next November. Trust me, there will be enough food. (I may or may not have cooked an 18-lb turkey to feed two adults and two children...)

I am super-duper-mega thankful to everyone on my f-list! I LOVE ALL YOU GUYS!!!!!

And for all of you not in the US, HAPPY YOU ARE AWESOME DAY!!!! (I didn't make that up, it's a new International Holiday.)

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I have had an infuriating day, beginning at 4am when my internal clock apparently decided it was time to WAKE UP even though I am tired and would have appreciated another hour of sleep.  And then there was some irritating bastard ranting at me about car insurance.  And then there were the drivers in my way.  And then the printers at work refused to work.  And then there was some ranty fandom stuff.  And deadlines.  And stuff sent out to managers that was WRONG, and my fault for not doing it right.

Thankfully, my f-list is made of awesome and cassie_black12  sent me this bit of deliciousness that MADE EVERYTHING ALL BETTER AND PRETTY AND FLUFFY WITH SPARKLES AND RAINBOWS.  Or the promise of porn, at any rate.

He is relatively worksafe.  And so pretty!!!!

*happy sigh*

( Bartender, give me a double. )