Posts Tagged ‘Thanksgiving’

Fall is Here – Part 2

October 31, 2009

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Last night I broke out the Fall decorations for the table.  What sings FALL more than a horn of plenty???  I don’t know either.  And who thought of putting the plenty in a horn?  And why a horn?  What type of horn did they plentify?  Makes me wonder, that it does.  So, I don’t really collect Precious Moments, per se.  But I do have a nice little collection for the Fall table with Indians and Pilgrims sharing the bounty, even though they didn’t have a horn for their plenty.  The Mamas on the back of the napkin holder both have tears falling from their eyes…. so thankful.  Been there.  Done that.  I also have the candlesticks, but alas, there were no candles to be found last night at 11:43, so they’re still in the box. 

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One day I would like to add to my Fall table arrangement one of my favorite Precious Moments pieces titled, Brotherly Love, which is pictured on the salt and pepper shakers.  It’s just so cute with the gigantic drumstick.

My husband is of Canadian First Nations Native Indian descent (politically correct enough???) and I’m as pilgrim-white as they come. I’ve had these same decorations appearing on my table for over 15 years now.  Once when the display was displayed my daughter looked at each little piece and noticed each little detail that her little eyes could behold.  (Like mother, like daughter.)  She got a sad look on her chubby little face and told me that she felt sorry for me.  “WHY?” I asked.  “Because you’re the only one in our family who is only half-Thanksgiving.”  Meaning: my husband and kids are all Indian and Pilgrim… I’m just a pilgrim.  So thoughtful.  Next time I’m filling out a questionnaire that inquires of my nationality I’m writing “half-Thanksgiving.” 


Black Friday Adventures

November 28, 2008


Aus has the white helmet.  Rick has the Elvis sideburns.

Yes, I was up at the crack of dawnon this fine shopping day after Thanksgiving.  The catch: the only thing I bought was an eight pack of batteries at Walmart for the camera to take pictures at Austin’s hockey tournament.  Yes, I saw the sunrise.  It’s been a while since I’ve witnessed the colorful shades of early dawn.  I’m good now for another 6 months or so.

The hockey?  You ask.  The first team we played was the Pumas from Mexico City.  Really.  They have hockey down there!  And the kids were pretty good.  Austin’s team did win 5-3 with Aus scoring one goal, but it was only a spread of one for most of the game.  The fine folks from Mexico, in case you are wondering, are just as passionate about their hockey as they are their soccer.


To make a long, agonizingly painful story short, Rick is coachingAustin’s Pee Wee Travel team because the first coach quit.  Rick L-O-V-E-S it, and that’s an understatement, much to my chagrin.  I like the game of hockey now that I’ve had 23 years of watching it and learning the rules/strategy/etc.  I love watching my boys play too.  BUT, I have a problem when the alarm goes off at 6:15 a.m. on the day after Thanksgiving for a hockey game.  I’m not the hockey mom my husband dreams that I was.  (I did see a bling bling shirt at the rink that said “Hockey Taxi” that I would actually wear.)


I included these beautiful, hard to see-through-the-glass pictures to show just a glimpse of the ghetto rink that we play in.  It is so bad, it’s truly unbelievable.  And we PAY for this.  In the summer when it’s over 100 degrees outside, which is pretty much May – October, a fog forms on the ice as the players sweat.  Not only can you not see the puck at the far end of the ice surface, you can’t see the players.  I feel like the swim team from Philly in the movie Pride when the fancy team comes to their ghetto pool for a meet.  It’s half-way embarrassing. 

But look what Rick got from the Pumas:


Yes, there’s more hockey FUN tomorrow…. and EVEN on Sunday!  (……. yippy……..)

Thanksgiving Traditions

November 27, 2008


Happy Thanksgiving Day to all you fine readers!  I pray you are thankful and full. 

I found these pictures from Thanksgiving 2006, but they are exactly what we are also partaking of today… in 2008.  In fact, as far back as I can remember… and that’s about 38 or 39 years…. we’ve relished the first three: Stove Top Stuffing, Mom’s Pumpkin Pie and Turkey.  The homemade buns were added to the spread circa 1993.

Now I’ve had gourmet stuffing with wild rice and bits of apple, celery and wild mushrooms.   I’ve had cornbread stuffing with almonds and cinnamon.  But none illicit memories of “home” like, as we affectionately call mom’s stuffing, Stove Top Trailer Trash Stuffing.  It’s predictable.  It’s constant.  It’s yummy… and it sings “Welcome home” to me every Thanksgiving Day.


Mom’s homemade pumpkin pie is also the bomb.  We have tried deviations through the years with pumpkin cream cheese rolls and pumpkin cheesecake.  But are they on the menu the following year?  Nada.  It’s the old, familiar pie that returns and is welcomed with glee and with Cool Whip.


Nothing smells as good as a home where the turkey is roasting in the oven.  And when that little red dealie pops out, sweet mercy, IT’S TIME!  I’ve read suggestions and ideas and recipes to improve Thanksgiving Day turkeys, but like the pumpkin pie and Stove Top, we keep going back to the ol’ turkey in a pan.  My favorite sure-fire turkey cooking idea was the popcorn stuffing.  It’s the easiest recipe to tell when the bird is done because when the popcorn blows open the door of the oven … it’s ready. (Don’t try this at home.)


Here we have the newest addition to the Nikander Thanksgiving menu… Coral’s Buns… which have been renamed and are now known as Linda’s Buns.  I learned to make these from two dear friends in Spruce Grove, Alberta, Coral and Marilyn.  The buns are sweet and soft and melt in your mouth and sop up gravy like nobodies business.  I made them yesterday and my brother happened to stop by as they were in the oven and the aroma assaulted him at the door.  About five minutes after he went home, the phone rang.  He said, “Julie made her homemade soup and we were wondering if you wanted to come for dinner and bring your buns.”  How can you refuse an offer like that?

Keep the family Thanksgiving traditions strong in your home and may God bless us each and every one.

Ladybugs, Kisses & Hugs!

November 25, 2008


Who wouldn’t want ladybugs and kisses-n-hugs on Thanksgiving???  Please check out and bid on a bag and help bring out little Zaza home from Colombia!  Thanks!  You’re the bomb, baby.

Happy Thanksgiving to Fellow Canadians!

October 13, 2008

One of the many blessings of being dual citizens in being thankful twice a year on Thanksgiving!  Yes, the second Monday in October is Canadian Thanksgiving and is celebrated much like here in the States…. even with football.  The turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie are not always eaten on the Monday, but can be consumed (followed by turkey-stuffed comas on the couch) on Saturday, Sunday or Monday.  We Americans are a bit picky about our hallowed Thursday for Turkey and the such.

We have much to be thankful for: our loving God, our family far and near, our home, our health, our church family and most of the members of my family would add hockey to that sentimental list.  So to the Canadians in the crowd, Happy Thanksgiving!  Enjoy the holiday and be thankful. :o).  If you need a movie suggestion, I’d recommend The Ultimate Gift.  There is even a touching Thanksgiving scene to bring us all back to reality.  It is a MUST WATCH!

I think we’ll have some turkey dogs to celebrate with our countymen.  Here Here!