Belated Weekend Update - I know it is long sorry

My chili was a bit of a disaster. First off it wasn’t as hot as I thought, that was okay. But I decided to try dry beans instead of canned. I thought it would be less mushy…oh they were the COMPLETE opposite indeed! My personal food critic JP told me pretty much I should keep my day job (everyone else was polite and lied, JP JUST HAS to be honest…love the little brat, no really, I do, he is JUST like his FATHER! Honest about my cooking).
I had soaked them for OVER 24 hours. I put them in the crock-pot for at least 8 hours. I knew I should simmer them after the soak, but OMG, they were cru-hu-uhNCEEEEEE! Everyone picked them out. I put in pintos in question, black beans, red kidney beans and white kidney beans or canelli beans.
Oh well, I know how to do it next time at least. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it! My chili is usually (unless everyone is really just lying to me – hey, I like it) fabulous and best if I use elk meat. Yes, you people who think chili should be made with out beans, I make it with beans.
Nevertheless, it was a non-stop door knocking fest. We had a boatload or cruise ship full of trick or treaters! Joe even had a matching pimp who was maybe 7 years old if that. What parent thinks it is okay that their child is a pimp? What is next hookers?
I was an original, a witch. But I had Norma’s spider on my witch hat. It was a must to honor her. I had her lighted pumpkin and ghosts on my front porch. It was not even 1 percent of how she would decorate. Norma was my good friend’s mother who passed away this year. She was THE holiday decoration GODDESS! My Christmas decorations will be embellished with her touch!
All of the kids (except Jen, Nate and Lily in AZ) came over. We even had my all of our grand-dogs. Heidi was Sarah Palin. She told me she decided to be her because I told her she had Sarah Palin glasses. They are I swear! Mike wore a McCain mask and then loaned it to Ozzy. Doobie was a hotdog.
Heidi made Diane’s popcorn balls. I ate one the next day, and regretted not keeping them all to eat myself. Jamie made cupcakes and Steph brought the cutest pumpkin bread bowls.
Saturday, Mike’s son Andrew had a HS football playoff game in Lay’on…that is Layton for you out of staters. I consider him my future grandson since he is Mike’s (Mike is Heidi’s boyfriend) son.
It was amazing. I always watch games with complete faith until the last minute feeling in my gut that they will win. I feel they will win because I feel it.
Even if he wasn’t’ the star quarterback I would love the guy! He is so cute too, looks just like his pops. Oh, I mean good looking, guys aren’t cute. But Andrew is High School Musical cute (don’t tell him I said that he will never like me, oh and the girlfriend is too)!
I didn’t get to meet him since it was game time and well honestly the best time to meet someone is not right after a game …win or lose…well, especially if it was a loss.
I took pictures of the game. The energy was intense. I have not been on a field photographing for 20 years. This time it was different. I felt more pain watching the boys being sacked. I am an adult now and a body worker. I understand now how a simple football tackle can damage the body. The ooffs and thuds were so emotional to me. I do not know if I will be able to handle watching any of the grandkids at sports. I feel like I am going in to protection mode or as Joe likes to call it my Scrappy Doo to kick the other kid’s butts. But the pride I felt seeing him play was incredible!