What do you do when it is snowing outside and you have fry a turkey? This is the problem I was presented on Christmas afternoon. For those of you not familiar with the age old tradition of dropping a 14 lb turkey into a boiling caldron of hot peanut oil…oil and water DO NOT mix well. So doing this in the snow was definitely a problem. My overly anal neighbor would point out that I could have set up a tarp to cover the area I wanted to use as he has done just to keep himself dry, but I decided I was smarter than this and decided to go against all of the State Farm commercials and decided to set up inside the garage…right next to the fuse box (as my mother pointed out). As you have probably gathered with the fact that I am typing this several days later, it was a success, but then again I am a professional that overheated the oil and at one point had to put it in the snow in order to cool it down before dropping the turkey. What is surprising is that my extremely risk averse father went along with the idea and helped me in the process.
Daily Archives: January 2, 2013
White Christmas
Thanks to the hundreds of Christmas movies/cartoons that Cutler watched over the past month or so he was convinced that it would snow on Christmas. No matter how many times we told him that it most likely wouldn’t snow, he held strong with a reply that “it always snows on Christmas”. Apparently if he believes enough in something, it will happen. The morning started off as a wet Christmas, but after a couple of hours I looked our the window and there was the snow and it fell and fell and fell. I would guess we got around 3 inches plus. The boys were ecstatic and quickly headed outside to put their new vehicles to the test and as is usual, they quickly abandoned the vehicles and each made a snow angel followed by a quick snowball fight before realizing how cold it was and how much colder you are when you are wet from the snow and they quickly retreated back inside to play with their plethora of other toys.
They Grow So Fast
This past weekend my dad and I were having one of those conversations I thought I was too young to have when we were discussing how advanced Mason and Cutler’s generation is given technology compared to when I was growing up and then to when my dad was growing up. It is amazing watching the boys, especially Cutler, at the age of 3 and his ability to grab the iPad and navigate through the games he wants to play.
Apparently the speed of growth is impacting their hormones as well, given that they are now shaving. Grandma got them their own shaving kits and they couldn’t wait to get in the bath/shower to put them to use as their five o’clock shadow was getting way too thick.
Mason appears to have watched me too much and has it down, meanwhile Cutler gets distracted easily and only decides he needs to finish half of his face. Apparently that’s the new fad. 🙂
*This post was written error free…according to the spell/grammar check provided by wordpress. I’m always shocked when that happens.
