Yesterday night's events in my house are worth repeating. Here's what happened:
1. I began making pumpkin puree. If you follow The Orange Strainer you know that I recently accomplished this feat for the first time. Since Thanksgiving is right around the corner, I decided I would do it again. It was with great strength, eventual pain, and much more time than I'm proud to admit that I cut three sugar pumpkins in half and threw them into the oven to bake.
Note: No, there are not three pumpkins pictured here.
2. My Christmas book came in the mail. Even though it is only self-published, I was pretty excited to see my stories looking as if they'd been authentically published. If anything, it is inspiration for the future.
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3. I broke my blender. It was this point when my night began to go downhill. I had scooped my pumpkin out after it had baked and thrown it into the blender. After a little pureeing, I went to stir it up a bit. Then, I'm pretty sure I blacked out. The shock was too great for me to bear. The next thing I knew I was staring at a hole that had somehow come to be in my poor blender.
It is for your peace of mind that I have chosen not to post a picture of the remains of the deceased.
Following that event, my blender was then tossed into the garbage and the puree was cast into the wind.
And I may or may not have cried.
4. I made chicken parmigiana. This is one of my favorite meals on earth to make. Reason one...because I love pasta. Reason two...because I love cheese. Reason three...because I love sauce. I suppose I could go on, but you get the point. Somewhere around reason eight is my love for pan fried chicken.
5. Later on in the evening, after I had vented about my broken blender, my husband looked at me and said, "You're my favorite person."
And that absolutely one hundred percently made my day.