When you’re retired – or, like me, even if you just pretend to be retired – you can celebrate anything anytime, for no reason.

So if turkey is flying out the door at fifty-nine cents a pound, why not have Thanksgiving dinner two weeks early!

The thing about cooking bird at elevation, however, is that it is more of an art than a science. Forget about 20 minutes/lb. at 325 degrees. You would starve to death before it’s done. Try 340 degrees for 30 minutes a pound and open a bottle of wine in the interim.

🙂 🙂 🙂 A good time was had by all 🙂 🙂 🙂

Friday, November 11th

Okay – so there was the pesky chore of cleaning up after a big meal.  But that’s what dishwashers are for.

Once we cleared the table & stacked the dirty dishes in the machine, it was time to play poker.

All the money goes into a pool.  Once a month or so we split it & take ourselves out to dinner at a nice restaurant.

Sounds good – but the bottom line is that the loser is in effect picking up most of the tab 😦  Since that’s usually my role, it’s probably a good thing that I’m hittin’ the road again tomorrow 🙂