On Saturday we actually went to the gym in the morning (shocker!!)
Then the man went out shopping with his dad to get a TV. His dad has been saving for a year to get one and now was the time. So the man left around 11 and I loafed a little bit.
Then around 1 I got the inclination to start making soup from the turkey carcass (sorry veggies out there)
I have never made soup from scratch before, so this was something new for me.
So I filled a pot, threw the turkey bones in with carrots, onion, garlic, parsley, sage, rosemary and THYME!! (yeah SING IT!) Salted and peppered and let the sucker cook for a few hours.
Then my best friend JK came around to loaf with me for a while and to see my fabulous bathroom for which I bled lots.
The man came home around 6, which is an insane amount of time to shop for a tv.
The soup was still hot and needed major separating, so I put it in the fridge for the night.
We chilled for a bit and then ended up watching Hudsucker Proxy with a nice fire. The man drank a bit and passed out in the middle of it. When it was over I prodded him into bed and then he couldn't sleep and kept waking me up with his thrashing. It sucked.
Sunday we did a few morning errands, then the man had to help his friend with something. While he was out I separated the gunk from the soup and added, noodles, carrots, peas, green beans an turkey to it.
The man came home and we decided that since the garage is done, it is high time we went to get his motorcycle out of his friends garage and put it into our own. I dropped him off, and he drove it back and decided that since it was only 40 degrees outside that he would wash and wax it. And it was my lucky job to oil up the saddle bags (Oh JOY!)
Soup was had for dinner and it actually turned out to be edible. GO ME! The man kept sneaking in the fridge while "washing the bike" and eating the soup from the fridge.
And then more loafing