I had a long weekend with ups and downs, but here goes:
Wednesday night is when my weekend started. I went to a bar after work with a friend and we drank beer and watched the UK-UCLA game. UK lost.
Then on Thursday we went to the inlaws for dinner. We had a turkey breast, pumpkin cheesecake, and watched football. We all got along. We actually like each other.
Mmmm, turkey breast.
Corn pudding in the making.
The spread.
Pumpkin cheesecake.
My father-in-law watching footbal. He's bored because it was Miami vs Detroit.
After we finished dinner and visiting my wife and I headed out on a road trip to Edinburgh, IN where we went to an outlet mall that opened at midnight for Black Friday. It was insanely busy and the interstate was backed up for miles. We got off one exit sooner to go to a hotel and avoided the interstate backup. The desk clerk then gave us directions to get to teh mall the back way and avoid the traffic. All of this was so I could buy my wife the stand mixer she wanted for Christmas. It worked out as I saved nearly $90.
Midnight mall traffic.
Friday morning we headed home and I got the Christmas stuff out of the attic while my wife was at a basket making class. I also took a nap. Then when my wife got home she asked me what was wrong with her cat, Slinky. I mentioned that she had been laying around all day but I didn't pay a sleeping cat much notice. When we tried to move her she just laid there and barely moved. She was breathing hard and appeared to be dehydrated. She was obviously sick and having not been home for two days had no clue when it started, but we couldn't remember seeing her eat since Tuesday. So, we called the vet and scheduled to take her in first thing in the morning. We attempted to get her to eat and drink water but she wouldn't do it and even ignored cat treats. We went to bed worried about our cat.
The next morning we went to the vet and they hospitalized her with her on an IV and plans for diagnostic testing that day. There was nothing else we could do until the results all came in. The vet said he couldn't promise anything.
We went home and started getting ready for Thanksgiving 2.0 with my family. We went to my brother's house in Lexington where my mom with my stepdad and my father with his girlfriend were expected to come together. We are preparing them for doing holidays together after we have kids because we are not running all over the state just because they got a divorce and can't get along.
Fortunately they got along, as much as not talking to one another is getting along. Oddly, my stepdad and my dad get along and my mom and Dad's girlfriend get along, but my mom and dad barely say two words to each other.
Anyway, we all brought a couple of dishes and my stepdad fried the turkey out front. My mom injected it with cajun sauces and then sprinkled cajun seasoning on the outside. Unlike my low cholesterol, low sodium in laws, my family is country bred and we understand the quality given to food with real butter (sometimes lard) and herbs and seasonings.
Also, as on Thursday, there was much football watching, college this time. My Wildcats lost again and then salt was added to the wound as Louisville pounded Pittsburgh in the second half. Then the USC vs Notre Dame game wass fun to watch until USC ran off with it in the second half. Oh, and that was definitely a fumble. He tucked the ball, and I call that posession.
The waiting line for the oven and my brother making Cheddar Bay biscuits.
The turkey has been seasoned.
My stepdad prepping the frier.
Heating the peanut oil.
Turkey in the frying basket.
Dropping it into the oil.
Now we're frying, baby!
An hour later and we are carving.
Ceddar Bay biscuits.
And all the fixin's
My brother got behind on his sage potatoes.
It isn't a meal without wine.
My dad watching football on my brother's 60" HDTV.
Could Pitt pull it off? No!
Sunday morning we got up and the vet called at 9:30. Slinky had congestive heart failure, was still refusing to eat, but was up and moving after she got rehydrated. The congestive heart failure was brought on because she had a small heart and the lining had become thick. Our choices were to either try giving her a feeding tube and putting her on medicines for the rest of her life or putting her to sleep. We opted for putting her to sleep as we couldn't afford the cost and she wouldn't be able to live a full life anymore. She lived 10 years and had a full life. She will be missed.
RIP Slinky.
Later that day my wife went to her grandmother's house with her mom to make cakes using her new mixer (she gets it now and I get my Wii as soon as she gets it). While she was there I started putting up Christmas decorations while checking in on the NFL scores. Bengals defense gave me 31 fantasy points!
My wife decided she wanted the new rotating carousel inflatable.
And Christmas season has officially begun.