Thursday, November 27, 2008
Now on with the Tutorial!
First you should rip a piece of pie right of the pie plate. When you are a Marine you have no need for the niceties in life. You're hard corp, hard charging, and plates/utensils are not necessities in your life. When your a Marine in a household of multiple pumpkin pie loving people you must do what you have to do to protect your piece of the pie.
Apply whip cream quickly and directly onto your pie which is directly on your hand. Perhaps too, the ability to save on dish soap, free up room in the dishwasher etc also motivates this Jar Head to move quickly and stealthily in the kitchen. He will only have to wash his hand. Of course there's always the option to lick it.
BAM! He applies whip cream, eats, and cleans up the pie hit and no one is the wiser. Kind of a PIE BY, Except the tailor who has to let his dress blues trousers out...
Now contemplate just how much PT you want to do tomorrow... Come to me little pumpkin-kins. I will be more than happy to run the potato masher pit thing people run through on base - tomorrow, or maybe the next day.
Now quickly shove the piece of pie into your open mouth. Pie pieces have been known to have been snatched right out of a family member's hand as the pie is being brought up to the jaws of life. Speaking of, who knew his jaw could unhinge like this to accommodate such a magnificent piece of pumpkin pie.
Now my little friends, go forth, whip cream in hand and EAT my pretties, EAT! It's Thanksgiving, tomorrow we do Body combat, pump, and Flow! But tonight... It's all pie.
Here's the big bird getting smoked. I called The Marine out because ole' Tom Turkey was a browning up a little faster than I thought he should....
Kelli: Get that bird Daddy-O!
The Marine: Are you going to document EVERYTHING? And do you have to comment?
The Marine: Seriously Kelli?Kelli: Yep, keep movin'.
Here's the brined bird. When Recruit 3 and 4 saw this picture they both said EWWWW what's wrong with that turkey, what's popping out? Ewwww Grosss.... blah blah blah.... Those are onions by the way if you too are going EWWWW GROSSSSS.....
Is this not the cutest recruit??? Recruit 3 is just getting too cute. She is also NO help in the kitchen this holiday... Thank goodness she's cute, otherwise I would have had to banish her.
Okay, More to come later! Look forward to How to Eat Pumpkin Pie by The Marine....
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
NOT that he is a turkey or anything. I would NEVER say that...
They're missing the journey...
While I was on my Thanksgiving food journey, these boys played some WII game. Then they went outside to play. Thank goodness. I get wii'ed out.
He fell sound asleep in the middle of a Pokemon cartoon. He was out for about 30 minutes, never moved. I continued my journey around him.
I should be shocked the water is that gross. But I'm not. Nor should you be shocked. These recruits work hard for their dirty bath water. I always like to document we actually bathe these two.
I messed up my computer today. The Marine couldn't figure it out for HOURS literally. Here he finally fixed it! Our celebratory hug! I just love him!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
We are old.
Apparently we've been old for several balls now.
However this year we took some friends. Well, we took some people we've been growing and figured after last year's fiasco we needed to ensure we were not sitting at a huge round table all alone in a giant ball room. Perhaps I'll write about that later. A memorable ball to say the least. Anyway, back to the present.
We dressed up Recruits 1 and 2 and took them as our "people". Here they are heading towards the big green beast to leave. It's VERY cold here.
Recruit 1 decided she needed a last minute fix before we left.
And by fix I mean a last shot of hairspray. She had her guard instructor roll her hair the night before. I was sick. Still am sick. I feel really really rotten, so I was greatful the Guard Guru (here after known as GG) took on the rolling of the hair. And there is a lot of hair. ALOT. The Guard Guru was afraid she hadn't rolled it tight enough. Recruit 1 snorted when I told her about GG's concern.
She retorted that GG had rolled her hair the way she rolled lumpia! She didn't sleep hardly at all because her eyes were pulled toward the back of her head.
Recruit 1 had been at school all day and she still had fabulous curls. Check out the back!
This was after being at the ball for a little while. Good job GG! and THANK YOU. I was curled up in a ball moaning....
Recruit 1 took my picture before we left and I want everyone to recognize the fact that SOMEONE had to look at me to take this picture. You would think SOMEONE would have told me to get the lipstick off my teeth. That is one of the sacred rules of womanhood. We will always give each other the toothsign. Apparently Recruit 1 has not read that rule yet.
Outside the convention center. You know it's time to retire when you have no more room on your chest. Check out the pineapple on his chevron. That's the emblem in the center of the scarlet and gold stripes on his sleave. It's actually a bursting bomb but it looks like a pineapple.... He doens't like me to say that, the pineapple part that is.
Waiting to go get dinner.
Not so cute here, but I thought it was funny. How bright does a flash get in a dark ball room?
Mother-Son picture. Have to keep things equal.