We got a turkey and named it Ted. Danae wanted to be my helper so I had to explain that we needed to clean & gut the turkey, baste him and cook him. It all took a while to sink in because she was so concerned with whether or not he was being hurt while cooking. This went into the he's dead speech and very over her little head I think. But in the end her concern was that her friend was going to be eaten =( I told her we'd find her another friend and she was content with that =)
Every year I attempt to make Leroy's moms homemade rolls and every year my attempt falls very short of anything close to edible rolls. Not this year! After telling his mom about my failed attempts I told her what I was doing and she said I was killing my yeast....go figure, I knew I had to be killing something with the horrible rolls. I followed what she had told me to do and it worked. I mixed, let rise, punched, balled & let rise again....it all came out to edible rolls that are delicious!
We have a lot to be thankful for this year compared to last, we have a doctor that believed Leroy's complaints of pain and now just before Thanksgiving he's having surgery to relieve the pain! If it hadn't been for our move down here who knows what would be going on. It's so weird how things work out.

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