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This article reminded me yet again how our national conscience is seared when it comes to abortion.
When we were newly married I was discipled by our pastor’s wife, who was a definite “foodie.” She usually had a crowd for Thanksgiving, and then everyone was invited over on Friday to consume the leftovers.
It was no ordinary leftover consumption, however. You entered her kitchen and were instructed on how to make The World’s Greatest Sandwich. I had the pleasure of doing the same thing this past Friday.
Ingredients: Everything you ate on Thanksgiving, plus your favorite artisan bread (thinly sliced), some cheese that melts easily (we used co-jack), and some nice thick bacon. I also have a cranberry-honey mustard that tastes excellent on this sandwich.
Directions:
Cook bacon. Heat everything else up. Warm up a griddle.
Layer on your bread: cheese, bacon, turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, and anything else you might think of (some people like gravy…I think it interferes with everything else). If I didn’t think avocado would taste weird on this sandwich, I would probably find a way to work it in. You can put the ingredients on in any order, but put the cheese towards the outside so it melts when you grill the sandwich. Press down hard. Extra points if the mashed potatoes start leaking out the side.
Butter your bread and put the sandwich on your hot griddle, flipping until the bread is nicely toasted and the cheese is melted.
Eat.
We realized while making the sandwiches this year that this was actually a three-meat sandwich: turkey, bacon, and the sausage in the stuffing. Good stuff.
(I can’t find our camera cord right now, but when I do I will post pictures. I know you can’t wait.)
when you have the little people Nativity set in the house….
(but at least it’s not just us!)
Congratulations to Jon Lester, who is this year’s recipient of baseball’s Tony Conigliaro award.
Lester, who began the season on an extended rehab minor league assignment, was 4-0 with the Red Sox this past season, and was their Game 4 winner in the World Series sweep of the Rockies. It was almost 15 months ago that he was diagnosed with a rare form of non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma, since making a rapid recovery back to the major leagues.
Shawnda tagged me for books I love to read to the kids. Here’s my list.
More, More, More Said the Baby
Make Way for Ducklings
The Christmas Miracle of Jonathan Toomey (at Christmas, of course)
The Little House
The Snowy Day (this was the first book I read to Cameron after he was born)
Ox Cart Man
Zin, Zin, Zin, a Violin
The Frogs Wore Red Suspenders
How do Dinosaurs Say Goodnight?
KnuffleBunny: A Cautionary Tale
It’s not complete, of course…but these are the ones that came to mind today!
I tag Joy, Amber, and the Blacks.
Jonathan is back to normal today (normal for him means running around in circles, rolling on the rug, and yelling for much of his day). His temp peaked yesterday at 102.7, but this morning it’s back to normal. And after that one well-timed incident, there was no more vomiting.
Cameron is getting over his bout of pinkeye, and it looks this morning like Ben might have caught it. I bought some homeopathic drops at the drugstore on Sunday that are working well for Cam, so I hope we can head it off before anyone else gets it.
And besides that, there are the usual sniffles and sneezes. The usual bumps in the road with little ones.
BUT THERE’S NO STREP (THROAT OR OTHERWISE) IN THE HOUSE. And for that we are exceedingly grateful!
Yes, the TJ’s up here on this side of Charlotte opened today, just a few miles from our house.
I was up and at ‘em, eager to get there for the opening. We had banana bread for breakfast and headed out the door. After a quick stop at the library, we turned into the parking lot at 8:45. Some spaces were unoccupied and I was happily anticipating a peaceful shopping trip when…
…from out of the backseat…
…a vomitous noise erupted…
…and Jonathan started crying…
and that was the end of that.
Nicole, who was on her way to meet me there, sweetly brought me what I was shopping for: children’s echinacea. Maybe we’ll go later this week.
Cameron: Mom, Ben was just about to throw Jesus at me.
(the children’s nativity set has emerged from storage)
I was an utter failure as a photographer on Thanksgiving.
I am grateful that we have a very talented friend named Jason who was snapping away all day long. Here are some that he shared with me….
I’m not sure what is going on here, but I’m pretty sure it’s the opposite of “quick to listen, slow to speak.”
Saying grace
Albert must have read about a hundred books by the time he left us on Friday night.
TRADER JOE’S NORTH CHARLOTTE LOCATION OPENS TOMORROW (11/26)!!
