hmmm, turkey

Well, good news. The apple pie passed the grandfather test. With requests to make another. And he's an apple pie snob. ^_^;;

I've been struck with the urge to relearn to crafts that I've long since forgotten how to do. I asked my mom to teach me again how to knit and how to put together a quilt. The knitting I'm tempted to relearn, because we've been talking at work about putting together a tween/teen version of stitch and bitch.

In the meantime though I'll continue working on my cross stitch. After I find a pair of socks without holes though. My toes are cold.

I think I need to return that iron

One, the steam function doesn't work, and two, it has given me bad ironing-fu.

Before everyone can over for thanksgiving lunch, I was ironing some of the placemats as the damn things wrinkled in the dryer. -_-

When I finally finished, I was trying to check the temp on the bottom to see if it was too hot to put on the breakfast table. Well, apparently in checking, I tipped the thing and got practically boiling water all over my hand.

Fortunately (or unfortunately) I managed not to scream, or swear, or put up a fuss. This is now the second burn I've gotten with this iron, and that one hasn't even totally healed yet. This new burn wasn't too bad, hurt something fierce all through dinner. Now the two knuckles that got the worst of it are a bit swollen and possibly starting to blister. F*ck. Sleeping tonight will be a complete pain.

I think I may take some preemptive advil and crash.