Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.I did NOT wait until the day before Thanksgiving to buy canned pumpkin for my pumpkin cobbler recipe. C'mon. I am NOT irresponsible in the least...of course I know every store within at least an hour of driving distance would be totally sold out of pumpkin by then. I did NOT end up being unable to make the pumpkin cobbler and being forced to bring Ghirardelli brownies instead. They were NOT, by the way, fabulous and I did NOT get lots of compliments on them even though they weren't exactly Thanksgiving-ish.
Since it was my first Thanksgiving as a vegetarian, I did NOT eat three helpings of mashed potatoes among other sides since I didn't have even a bite of turkey. Obviously as a vegetarian I practice healthy eating all the time, and I would NOT even consider going overboard on the side dishes. Not me!!
We had two places to go on Thanksgiving, but of course I did NOT eat two meals with dessert at both places. That would just be gluttoneous and we all know that I have far more self-control than that. I do NOT love Thanksgiving and all its glory enough to eat two full meals with dessert in three hours. Upon entering B's house, his mother did NOT immediately ask me if I was pregnant. I did NOT give a little more information than necessary since it was a touchy subject thanks to my very late period arriving the day before. I did NOT make B's grandmother touch me after she remarked on her own fertility and seven children. I am NOT hoping that fertility is contagious and I get pregnant this month. That's just silly. Ugh.
At B's family's house, I did NOT pour wine into a plastic cup and add ice. I have far more class than that. And even though I hadn't had any alcohol in a few weeks, while hoping I was pregnant, I certainly did NOT get drunk from that one glass of wine. I did NOT get giggly and silly from said glass of wine. Please.
I did NOT take an entire pumpkin pie home when B's mom offered it to us. That is just setting myself up for failure. I have NOT eaten pumpkin pie every single night, topped with an..ahem...quite generous serving of Cool Whip. I am NOT signing off to have another slice of pumpkin pie! Not me!!
Another Silent Sunday post...the idea created by one of my bloggy BFF's, Katie. Love her. Well, it's almost Silent Sunday. I can't shut up, even on my blog felt that my Thanksgiving photos deserved captions, at least.
For my husband, for his unending patience, calm nature, and responsible ways. I constantly strive to be more like him and even when our differences land us into a rough pattern, I realize the fact that we have enough passion to lead to arguments. He rescued me five years ago and I'd still choose the same knight in shining armor if I had the chance to do it all over again.For my little man, who can simultaneously drive me crazy and make me laugh, like no one else in the world. I secretly love when I'm forced to turn my head so he won't see me giggling when he's in trouble and says something hilarious. I am convinced that his strong will, fierce independence, and passion for life will make him an incredibly successful man and I look forward to the day that it comes to fruition.For my job that I love, so much, that as I told a friend yesterday, I'd continue to work if I won the lottery. (Granted, it would be part-time, but still...) I feel so grateful that I have the honor to work with students for whom even the smallest steps of progress are huge successes. And yet, I couldn't live without my small breaks with students who are typically developing and give me breaths of fresh air as they converse and joke with me. My coworkers are phenomenal and some I truly consider best friends.For my support base of friends and family...for the ones with whom I have daily conversations as well as the ones with whom come in and out of my life, for they all play a crucial role in my life. Knowing that they are always there and would come running should I need them gives me a sense of peace, which can be hard to come by in my crazy world. For my blog-friends, who I never thought would make such a profound impact in my life. Cheering for your successes, crying for your heartbreaks, and knowing with all my heart that you are doing the same thing for me is amazing. Whether I need a peaceful, respectful debate on politics, parenting, or Twilight; a prayer or positive thoughts for personal needs; or simply a bit of adult socialization, I know I can get it with you. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would actually bond with the voiceless (and sometimes faceless) souls in the blogosphere, but I am lucky to call you friends. Happy Thanksgiving.
The other day, one of my coworkers brought in one of the most delicious desserts I have tasted.Ever.Like, I literally had to walk away from the pan.When she told me that it was so simple that, well,even I could make it, it became even more delicious. I am bringing it to Thanksgiving dinner this week and I wanted to share the wealth with you, my good bloggy buddies. Without further ado, I present:PUMPKIN COBBLER.3 eggs, beaten15-oz can pumpkin12-oz can evaporated milk1 cup sugar1/8 teaspoon salt1-1/2 teaspoon cinnamon1 teaspoon ground ginger1 tablespoon vanilla extract18-1/4 oz. package yellow cake mix1-1/4 cup margarine, melted1 cup chopped nutsMix the first 8 ingredients together; pour into an ungreased 13" X 9" baking pan. Sprinkle cake mix over the top; drizzle with margarine. Bake at 350 degrees for 25 minutes; top with nuts. Bake for an additional 15 minutes. Makes 15-18 servings. Good luck eating just one serving. Don't say I didn't warn you.
me and B
