We did Thanksgiving Hawaii style this year. That means we cooked our turkey in this . . . . .
. . . . Imu made by the studs of Wahiawa 3rd.
And there Ava was . . . minding her own business, nowhere close to the fire, when all of the sudden, a fire hot rock flew out of the fire and hit her in the arm. So we peaced out to seek medical attention at Dr. Cox's house (it really comes in handy to have Dr. friends) leaving our little turkey #42 behind to have a sleepover in this pit of danger.
I asked Bishop if we could take a year off paying our tithing for the pain and suffering its caused us so far. He said, "sure . . . take two." I have theeeeeee best Bishop ever. But then I remembered he wasn't being serious, and neither was I, and I like blessings, and helping poor people and what not . . . . . so pay tithing I will.
All I know, is that under this white thingy, are some wet burlap bags, all sorts of leaves, some really hot rocks (minus one little bastard that attacked my baby) and lots and lots of turkeys that would be cooking all night long. Sort of like a turkey sauna.
Damon picked up little guy the next morning. He was delish . . . meat falling right off the bone. This needs to happen for us every year. I just adore my Wahiawa 3rd. Best. Ward. Ever.
While I slaved away making boxed stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy bought from Costco, and continuing to be amazed by my culinary skills, our little K-mart tree was being assembled by Team Fairchild.
In Hawaii, we all have little houses. I'm not complaining, because they are little houses in paradise. Its just hard to have get togethers due to lack of space, but we somehow manage. Shirlyn really outdid herself. Luckily it was at her house, cause at mine you get to sit on the floor and eat off paper plates.
And on Black Friday, while all you crazies were out being crazy risking your lives and your dignity for a bargain, I was laying on my Big A underneath these . . . .
Until this happened. . . . . .
Dang.
You are cordially invited to come have Thanksgiving 2013 with us in Hawaii.
Hotel Fairchild sleeps 10 comfortably.
I can't promise good food. You do have a chance of running into a flash flood (see above picture) or perhpas a tsunami warning. You are not allowed to turn on the AC unless you want to pay my utility bill, HOWEVER, I can offer you good company and a really really warm place to rest your weary head after spending your days in a tropical paradise.
I can't promise good food. You do have a chance of running into a flash flood (see above picture) or perhpas a tsunami warning. You are not allowed to turn on the AC unless you want to pay my utility bill, HOWEVER, I can offer you good company and a really really warm place to rest your weary head after spending your days in a tropical paradise.
