The Way I Say It

In Pursuit of the Perfect Bird

2011-11-15T07:58:00.001-08:00

Let's first get the elephant out of the room. This blog will never be really frequently updated. So, I'm just going to have to live with that and you are just going to have to forgive me. I forgive myself.

Now, for the real deal. This year, Thanksgiving is happening a little differently. Normally, my sister and I slave all day in the kitchen to eat at my mom's house with our loved ones, always a different crowd. I take on the task (labor of love, really) of planning the recipes, trying new dishes, man-handeling the bird and timing the whole ordeal. This year, we're blending families as I am soon to be a real Kincaid, afterall! The beauty of this blend is two-fold:

1) What could possibly be better than being with ALL of your favorite peeps, celebrating our fortune in this great country

2) "Turkey Throwdown"

I've never been an athlete or mathlete or totally awesome at scrabble. I'm not the type of gal to win at poker or take the pot during March Madness...but I am competitive with my cooking and this year I will make the perfect bird. This year, two turkeys are happening. And even though I am creating the competition in my own head, my bird will prevail.I take great joy in the Thanksgiving turkey. In fact, I believe I actually have pictures of birds past...all golden and juicy with glory. This year must be the best ever.

Let's meet the contenders thus far, shall we?

I'll call this the KISS (keep it simple, stupid) Turkey. Ironically, it's formally called the "Michigander Way" and Adam's family is from Michigan (fate?)

A recommendation from a twitter friend @CaylaPriest, by way of Alton Brown

I'm leaning heavily on the Michigan bird but certainly in pursuit of the most delectable bird.

Going to the Chapel

2011-09-13T17:18:00.000-07:00

I wouldn't just comeback and then just leave you again (this is of course assuming anyone reads this which is indeed a long shot)! I'm here...and want to share some details about my upcoming nuptials... I try to be mindful that my wedding is not the most important thing in the world to everyone...but this is my blog and I'll share if I want to!

Here are a couple of things that have been decided for our winter wedding...

Meet the bridesmaid dress, I want one too!

Here is where we will be saying...I do! The Biltmore Ballrooms Atlanta.

Our Save the Date...designed by my crazy talented friend Megan...

We're wildly excited and blessed to be able to celebrate with all of our families in a little over five months. I'm so ready to rock marriage with my main man. So far the hardest part has been keeping the dress a secret...stay tuned!

I'm baaaacck....

2011-08-31T06:41:00.000-07:00

That's right ladies and gents, you read it correctly, I'm back in action. I know everyone was concerned...allow me to quell your anxiety and reassure you that I am indeed, back for a while.

Well what happened might you ask? A lot of things. Upon leaving my last full time employment I felt that I should explore a world of freelancing. This professionalism made me want to explore a different avenue, one where I blogged about professional things and expert opinions...so I left you all by the wayside. I'm sorry.

Recently, I've been inspired to blog again and not to blog because I feel like my industry begs it of me but to write a blog that only I could write (thank you #SMM2011)...plus, life is so good. Life is really, just too darn good not to share... so, I won't be selfish.

How to recap the exact year that we have missed? Perhaps a montage of words and pictures could suffice?
(sidenote: totally crazy that it has been exactly one year since my last post)

Engaged, employed, in love, sister back in GA, moving, planning, exercising, wining, dining, puggle loving, Chucktown, fiesta...

The fiesta engagement cake featuring sugar Ozzy & Lila

Pumpkin pickin' with my little man...

A white Christmas in Michigan
Looking like an alien with my sweet

My main men
Bling, blingIn our new backyard in Roswell

So check me out y'all. I'm back in blogging action for an undisclosed amount of time...see ya around.

Cue Crazy Dance Scene...

2010-08-30T11:22:00.000-07:00

This is my new jam! Makes me just want to dance everywhere...and you will understand why if you wait until 1:54. Can't even see his face and I am in love...

So much to say...so little time. Enjoy!

Run Roachie....Run!

2010-08-05T03:42:00.000-07:00

I don’t know if many of you have ever experienced a broken AC in the midst of a Georgia heat wave but I hope that you never do. It does something to your sleep and to your overall psyche.

But this morning, I am not going to rant about the heat and things that keep me up in the night but more about another summer treat...bugs.

Like every American, I am not a fan of bugs. I don’t even like butterflies or lady bugs. Dragonflies totally freak me out (just a bit too Jurassic for me) and living in an older house (note broken AC unit) in lush, woods in the South there is diverse and large population of insects. However though, despite my general distaste for these creepy, crawly, spindly creatures...I find it difficult to kill them.

For example, if I find a roach in kitchen, I’ll open the side door and give him the opportunity to run for it. Generally, if the spider is up the wall high enough, I’ll just try to ignore his presence. I feel remorse when ruining their webs because I know how much time and effort it must have spent making it. The thought of that beetle not returning home to his beetle wife and beetle babies with food makes me sad. Here is a kicker...if I find a roach belly up, taking his last few breaths (because you know it takes forever for them to finally go into the light), I’ll do him a solid and transport him outside where he probably feels more at home passing or even into the trash can which I imagine is as close as it gets to heaven on earth for a roach.

To be honest, I really can’t blame them for wanting to be inside. There is much more plentiful and delicious food in here. It is never going to rain inside and the temperature is (normally) pleasant and cool. Additionally, they face less predators. I mean it's literally roach vs. Caroline instead of roach vs. world. Sounds much better to me.

Furthermore, I feel bad killing something for the simple purpose of I don’t like where it is located. Don’t misunderstand, our house is not some bug infested, ramshackle health hazard. I had it exterminated (and that holocaust is on him not me) and I have my various spray cans to...ahem, take care of things (and contribute to global warming). I just wish that we could co-exist on this planet...them on the outside of my house and me on the inside.

Perhaps this gives a bit more insight to my never ending...should I eat meat debate.