Honda cured Ham and the evil devil boy (my nightmare weekend)

[underpants]

No DU for me this long weekend I was busy with in-laws, folks, sick family and one of the most bizarre things I have seen in a while...and that is in addition to the damned ham.

In-laws got into town on Wednesday while I was at work. Everything was going well and truth be told *I* screwed things up coming home and being to busy with last minute details while everyone else was happy playing with our baby girl. Well it all get done.

My wife had picked up a sugar cured spiral cut precooked ham at some point as a second sort of main dish for Thanksgiving. This was in addition to the 22 pound turkey. So in the midst of other grocery store/farmer's market runs we eventually ran out of room for the ham. What to do what to do.... well it probably would have been okay not refrigerated anymore but we didn't want to put it in the freezer....uh...it IS going to be only about 20something degrees tonight let's put it in the Honda in the driveway. We had a running joke about being rednecks with a ham out in the pickup truck (we do have a truck and it IS in the driveway and the proper number of tires on it thank you very much). On Thursday I am sitting there playing with Josie and I make a comment about what a nice day it is (55 degrees) when I let out a very audible "OH SHIT!" and my wife started cracking up...we had left the ham in the car. It is still pretty good and there is plenty left.

So we have dinner. Best turkey I have ever had and I announced just that right in front of everyone who has cooked me a turkey (or parts there of) for the last 30 some years. The brining thing worked perfectly. My wife rocks.

In the midst of dinner and "slams" from the in-laws that I was unaware of (different insult frequency that my family uses) we get a call. Seems that neighborhood friends of my in-laws are in town and want to come over after dinner, as invited by my mother-in-law but not mention EVER to us. They bring their son, his wife, and their grandson. One look at this kid and I got the heebiejeebies. FREAKY looking kid.

So the kid comes in and we are visiting with our sudden guests and this kid goes looking for one of the cats who had passed by the front room- the boy cat. The kid was about 8 years old....just like Damien. :scared:

My folks had retreated to the downstairs den/rec room as they didn't know these other people and weren't ever actually introduced that I could tell, hell I wasn't really either. That would have gotten in the way of showing off THE BABY!!!

The next thing I know the kid is asking me about the cat hissing. HUH? our cat NEVER hisses even at the other one who does. Sundance is sitting at the top of the stairs between the kitchen on the middle floor and the rec room where my folks are sitting with the baby-while our guests talk with my in-laws and my wife. The boy cat took more than one swing at ME and hissed at ME and my wife. I corralled him into the washroom.

Now the kid is after the other cat-the girl cat Pepper. She is in the master bedroom on the top floor. Being a nice host I caught up with him and got the girl cat and sat with her on our bed while devil child stood in the doorway arms straight down his side asking emotionless questions from soulless eyes. The girl cat clearly didn't like him much. I did bring her out to the top of the set stairs going to the top level where the bedrooms and nursery are. She wouldn't go past that point and she paced back and forth behind me as I sat on the stairs talking to the kid and his folks at the bottom of the 6 stairs. I finally ended it and closed the girl cat up in our bedroom (she was fine there) and spent much of the next hour politely trying to keep the devil child away from the bedroom door (which I found him standing in front of twice...just standing there looking at the doorknob).

On one visit down to make sure my folks were doing okay (hosting duties and all) my mother a retired school teacher of 30+ years said "That is one weird kid" my stepfather just gave me a nondescript look-if I learned anything from him it was to never look down on people and to not be judgemental....he finally agreed that there was something weird about that kid.

So last night my wife gets home from having to work and a hellish drive on I81 and 64 (she has today off) she can't wait to hold and feed Josie and so forth. After we sat and talked about the weekend and laughed about the whole thing I went to bed.

I awake at midnight last night (no shit) to SCREAMING coming from the down down stairs rec room (trilevel) it is the baby. We think it was gas, we had a doctor's appointment today anyway-my wife is wiped out so much for her comp day off. As we sat there trying to soothe the baby I asked her "Why did you leave the nursery door open?" (on the third floor across from the master bedroom) as I had seen the door open and the cats in there. I ran downstairs to see about the baby first of course and went back to get the cats out of there at one point. My wife answered me "I haven't been up there. We have been down here since you left"

:scared::scared::scared:
:scared:

Yeah seriously a chill went up my spine.

[matcom]

1. Honda Ham

:eyes:

i'm telling PETA. poor thing was probably scared out there by itself all night x(






































:D

i'm gonna rent "The Shining" this weekend after that story

[underpants]

2. Did I mention the black cat that showed up last night?

ACtually it is the same fluffy black cat that comes around all the time to torment our boy cat through the window but it was outside the front window at about 1 AM this morning.... :scared:

[commander bunnypants]

3. sounds like mine

Crazy ass family

cB

[underpants]

4. Hows everyone doing?

O8)

[commander bunnypants]

7. driving me crazy

and bad decisions


CB

[GOPisEvil]

5. "...asking emotionless questions from soulless eyes. "

:rofl:

I had my first thanksgiving without my parents in 37 years, but I'll see them tonight.

Man...now Damien knows where you live. :scared:

[underpants]

6. Woop!

I was rather proud of that particular passage.

YEAH ME!