thanksgiving tidbits (probably 1 of a series...)

Karolyn is going kind of vegan, and is making every effort to cut out dairy and sugar. She asked my grandma what was in the biscuits, and of course they're made with milk.

Poppie: "Karolyn; Grandma Jo is going to teach you to make biscuits tomorrow. Would you like that?"
[Pause as everyone at the table knows Karolyn knows how to make biscuits.]
Poppie: "Most men like biscuits..."
[Raucous laughter from the table at the absurdity of that statement. As if any of us are looking to pick up men with their biscuit-making skills.]

Grandma Jo, frustrated by Karolyn's decision not to eat dairy or sugar, is asking, "Do we just not eat that stuff (implied: like these delicious butter rum muffins...) in front of you? I don't know what to do."
We start discussing alternatives to milk so we can make stuff K can eat for the rest of her stay. One of the best solutions is rice milk.

Us: "That's what we can do, Grandma Jo. We'll use rice milk instead."
[We get a vacant look in response.]
Us: "Did you hear that, Grandma Jo?"
GJ: "Oh! Sorry, I wasn't listening. I was off in the back 40 trying to figure out what we can do for Karolyn. There's got to be something..."

We're all talking, trying to figure out who showers where. My dad is insisting he can take a shower out in the guesthouse/playroom where there's no hot water. The rest of us are insisting he not do that.

GJ: "You can shower in our shower - it's nice and big. Poppie plays like he's an elephant in the shower."
Poppie: "What?!?"
GJ: "You get water everywhere! On the ceiling, all over the place. The whole bathroom gets wet! I just let the water fall softly on me and take a nice shower. I don't even get water on the bench!"
K: (in an attempt to end this conversation) "Looks like Grandma Jo gets a gold star!"
Me: "She's the valedictorian of showering." (I think dooce/blurb, whom I don't even know, would enjoy that remark.)

And that was all by 8:30am. I'm gonna have a lot to talk about. (evil grin)