Yams on Fire

We Myers's don't do much on Thanksgiving.  Mainly we invite Gramma over and we feast on food.  With our two boys gone and one being the bottomless pit, we didn't make a lot of food, but now have tons of left-overs.

But this Thanksgiving was special.  It made a special memory that got Mother screaming Oooo! Oooo! and me rolling on the ground giggling with pleasure and the kitchen atmosphere ablaze with light.

Mother set the yams on fire.

"Good thing we took out the smoke alarm," Says my father.  "That would have been annoying."

*That should be a song!  "Yams on Fire!"*

My Thanksgiving Traditions and Harvest Commencement

My family doesn't do many traditions every holiday.  Mostly just eat food.  But as for the youngest child who is conveniently out of school, I have a tradition of my own....Making the food....My chores when I wake up for my chores is to make the food.  So there is my tradition.  But this year is special.  Instead of using pumpkin for the pie, I'm using banana squash. Ooooo! Sounds exciting!  And I must say, they look very nice.  I really want to eat them now, but I must restrain until tomorrow evening.

Also, I went out in my backyard and say the last apple remaining on the tree.  How pretty to depict the end of the harvest.  So I tried photography and I think it looks....But I 'm not very good and my camera isn't very good.  Also, my dad create a lovely masterpiece, so I'll try my "photography" again and take a picture of it.  I think you'll enjoy it.

Goblin Town

So last night I watched The Hobbit extended version with my family.  There was one scene that I found...a bit odd.  I mean, it was weird...and cheesy.  I see why it's a deleted scene.  I didn't expect a rock song coming out of middle earth.  You just have to see it.  The dwarves were being funny though and I liked that, but I didn't like the dancing fat guy.......

For your joy, here's the lyrics pulled right from the book, so you can read along and get this bizarre song in your little heads.  Of course, the movie is way different from the book, but you get my point.

Clap! Snap! the black crack!
Grip, grab! Pinch, nab!
And down down to Goblin-town
You go, my lad!

Clash, crash! Crush, smash!
Hammer and tongs! Knocker and gongs!
Pound, pound, far underground!
Ho, ho! my lad!

Swish, smack! Whip crack!
Batter and beat! Yammer and bleat!
Work, work! Nor dare to shirk,
While Goblins quaff, and Goblins laugh,
Round and round far underground
Below, my lad!

Freedom!

It's over!  I have survived!  I have returned!  greetings friends and blog I am back!  I still feel funny but it will pass soon...so...........now what?
Dang it, I don't know what to say...
The last monsters under my bed moved out.  I'm kind of lonely... Hey monsters, I have a bed for rent!  And forget the ones in the closet; I don't even want to know what they're doing in there (any monster big enough for your closet isn't worth reckoning with). 
Here's a hummingbird I drew in my drawing class: