Pies

 Well with only one wrist, most of my recreational activities are out. And with only one good ankle, the rest of them are too. I've got limited motion and a lot of pain and cramping/spasming still - which makes me believe that it is still a precarious situation. But it's getting better. 

The weeks start off looking insane, but end up being normal with how many people cancel. It's crazy. But Brooke, our PTA, started a week early, so that should really help after this next insane week. Just in time for Thanksgiving. 

Rog has been handling a few side jobs, but was gracious enough to help me finish a few pies - including making an apple pie with the basket woven top (and pre-made pie filling from last time I canned apples). Note to self - more liquid in those. It was still good and I was impressed with Roger's skill. I also made a few pudding pies, which are his favorite. 

There were two reasons for the pies. 

First, we had Fight Night for the Jake Paul vs Mike Tyson match. Unfortunately, it did not in fact start at 6pm, and I ended up going to bed before the actual fight. But Rog stayed at Kaleb's house with the fam until the end (apparently disappointing). And we enjoyed pizza, wings, and pies. Including one banana cream that was very well received. 

Second, we had Friendsgiving (with my friends). This is a big deal and it was nice to know more of the attendants this year since we're only actually friends with the hosts and a few other couples. There is killer brisket and mac n cheese as well as all the normal T-day stuff. All of the desserts were barely touched with the adults filling up on the meat and the kids distracted by two huge bounce houses inside the venue. This is the most lowkey Thanksgiving (akin to the Chins' last year) - where everyone signs up for a dish, cooks at their own house, and brings it on time to share. And then we eat and chat and have a good time. 

Rog was happy we had some pie leftover on Sunday. After church, missionary meeting, temple recommend interview, and tithing declaration, he was hungry. So we ate linner and pie and started into the Wingfeather Saga season 2.