As we prepare for

As we prepare for the giant turkey dinner tomorrow, it's thanksgiving here y'all, we are enjoying some yummy scottish cream ale whilst baking many pies and making some cranberry sauce.

THAT is aboot as crafty as i get. A little baking, a little cooking. I actually consider myself a damn good cook. But all of you crafty ladies out there with yer stuffies, softies, scrapbooks, aprons, quilts, cards you blow my mind. How do you fit it all in? Really, i am envious. My lame-ass is decidedly un-crafty.

Tristan and Toby went off to Saltspring this morning and we will meet them there tomorrow for the feast. Shane and i enjoyed our ritual, pretend we only have two children, dinner out. Inevitably when we go out without the whole posse we get some well meaning parent or grandparent coming up to us to offer some advice. Usually, we just go along with them. Tonight, some elderly couple next to us at the restaurant commented on how well-behaved our children were. They went on to tell us how last time they were here (at this restaurant) a large family sat down beside them and they had absolutely no control over their children. "Ah, yes" we said in unison. We laughed a little with the couple at those primal kids, those children without boundaries and consequences and "ha, oh yes why have so many kids if you can't control them?!" "Ho ho ha ha!!" "Oh yes our children are very well behaved, they understand the consequences of bad behavior. Oh yes, corporal punishment is an underrated form of discipline."

We, of course, realized that it very well could have been our family they sat beside last time. As we left the couple waved at us and shane saluted them as he bent over and asked parker to pull his finger.

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My big computer, the one i download photos on to has been broken for a week, but tomorrow it will be fixed and soon after the 300 photo onslaught will begin. Prepare yourself.