“What kind of Thanksgiving dinner is this?”

Happy Thanksgiving! I’m really trying to be grateful today….Yesterday was a crap day. I decided at the last minute that we’d get some burgers from Nick’s for dinner last night, and as I was trying to wrangle the food, the milkshakes and get the bambino out of the car, the milkshakes fell and spilled all over the garage floor. I’d had a bad day, Jay had a bad day, and that was the last straw. I walked into the house after cleaning up and burst into tears. Over some stupid milkshakes. After that, I was done. I had intended on making my pumpkin pie last night, but didn’t bother, so I still hadn’t used my mixer.

I started looking for something to make for breakfast…I thought about cinnamon rolls, but I didn’t want to bother with yeast dough this morning. I also thought about coffee cake, but I was feeling super-lazy, and I finally settled on scones–Once I remembered that I had a mix in my pantry!


Sticky Fingers Bakeries to the rescue! The only problem is that I’m going to be munching on these scones for the rest of the day.


They’re like baking powder biscuits, but slightly sweet. And with some butter slathered on them, they’re heavenly!

Once I got the scones made, I had every intention of of getting to work on my pumpkin pie, so I could FINALLY use my mixer. However, Jay woke up, and when he came downstairs, I thought he was peeved at the bambino or me for being too loud. No, he’s been battling a sore throat off and on for about a week now, and it’s to the point that he really can’t talk. His neck looks puffy, like his glands are super-swollen, and after I told him that, he agreed to let me make a doctor’s appointment for him tomorrow. As such, I asked if he wanted me to postpone our Thanksgiving dinner. I’d’ve felt really awful if the bambino and I were snarfing down our ham and biscuits and such, while Jay couldn’t eat much more than the mashed potatoes. It meant I had to venture off to the grocery store, which I was loathe to do, both because I figured it would be busy and because I just didn’t want to be one of “those people,” who go shopping on a holiday. However, I figured it wasn’t much different than having to run out if the bambino had been sick, so off I went. I picked up some soup, meds, and tea for Jay, and got the makings for some Tater Tot Casserole for the bambino and I. I figured it’s soft enough that if Jay wanted something more substantial than soup, he could have some.

And while my original intention was for us to have ham instead of turkey for Thanksgiving dinner, I am traditional enough that I still wanted a pumpkin dessert. Enter Emeril’s Pumpkin-Spice Cupcakes with Cream Cheese Frosting. And it gave me the chance to use my mixer.


I’m such a dork…I didn’t even want to sully it by using it! But I did, and I really don’t know how/why I went without a stand mixer for so long!


Granted, it’s going to take a little getting used to, since I’m so used to doing everything with my trusty little hand-mixer. But wow. I think this would be the second item I save if there’s ever a natural disaster (the first would be my child, of course).


Once they cooled, I got to work on the frosting. I think I shall never again make frosting with a hand mixer, unless I absolutely have to. It was so frakking easy, I couldn’t believe it.


And I didn’t make a mess! There are enough cupcakes, I’m going to take a dozen to work with me tomorrow. Once those were decorated, I got to work on dinner.


There it is in all its Thanksgiving Day glory…The Tater Tot Hot Dish. Jay was feeling well enough he did partake as well, and even went back for seconds. He said he was starting to feel better, but I’m still making him go to the doctor tomorrow. In the meantime, I’m going to clean up my kitchen, put on my pajamas, and sew up a sock monkey! Have a great evening everyone!

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