Due to technical difficulties, we had dinner out last night instead of settling down to the turkey dinner with stuffing and all that goes with turkey as planned. I told you about our new stove purchase right around the new year. I haven't used the oven at all, just the stovetop, and Bob has used the oven a few times, but neither of us has read the instructions. Mostly that's because it was a display model and the book didn't come with it. We have to go on line and read it there or print it up (many pages). It's also because Bob, being a man, doesn't need instructions. He can figure it out on his own.
I freely admit to needing instructions but I was too lazy to go look them up yesterday when I got a message from Bob that he was stuck in traffic and could I please turn up the oven temperature when I got home. I stood and looked at the oven controls for a while. I pushed the Bake button and it flashed. That's a good sign, I think. It means that it is waiting for me to do something. I pressed the "+" button and the numbers for the oven temp. went up. Yipee! I found out how to do it. I got to the right temperature, pressed the Bake button again, it stopped flashing and I walked away. 30 minutes later I went back to check on the turkey and maybe baste it and the oven temp. was not where I put it. Hmmmmm. I went through all of the above steps again, but this time I pressed Start instead of Bake. Eureka! Finally the temperature that I needed. Too late, alas. Dinner time was upon us but the bird was cool and wrinkled and not at all appetizing. Off we went to eat out while dinner cooked at home. Leftover turkey is good, but it would have been nice to have some hot, first. Oh, well.
By the time we got home we (mostly Bob) did more moving of furniture and computer to empty the guest room so we can sleep there. I got in a few rounds on my Selbuvotter glove
and turned out the lights. 5:30 AM comes way too early for my taste. While we were at dinner (I always finish before Bob) I knitted away on my handspun sock. Watching and waiting for color changes is fascinating.
It looks pretty bright even in the ball but as it gets knitted up the colors blend well together and I think they will not be as bright as I originally thought. Of course I haven't really had much bright pink in the ball yet.
The weather forecast was a bust yesterday. We barely got 25 drops of drizzle, never mind the sleet, snow and freezing rain they were predicting. I am not sure whether I would like to be in the business of forecasting weather or not. Seems like there is a lot of failure built into that job. Of course it doesn't seem to affect job security, so maybe that's not so bad. ; )
I'll be off to walk with Karen in a few minutes. It may not be freezing outside but it's not easy to go out the door into the dark, cold night instead of staying where it is warm and knitting away on my stranded glove. But we will persevere.
PS I had cold turkey for dinner. No stuffing.