every thanksgiving, nubu's tradition is to fry a turkey.  the most he's fried is six.  this year will be three.  i'm proud to say that i've fried one on my own before and came out pretty and pretty tasty. 


no, this one isn't mine.  nubu did this one. 

i met fried turkey through nubu and i had to dump oven roasted turkey after the first bite.  it's been fried turkey the past three years.  happy (fried) turkey day!

i was thinking i may continue to use nutter butter instead of the hubs when referring to him on this blog.  the hubs is kind of boring, eh?  i don't actually call him nutter butter in person...well sometimes just for fun.  

nutter butter actually came about when a group of us played a game of scattegories.  another one of our game nights.  our team included myself, the hubs nutter butter, and a friend of ours.  one of the rounds included a term of endearment beginning with the letter 'n'.  if you guys have played the game, you know there's a time limit.  we couldn't think of anything so under time pressure, we just wrote down nutter butter.  when it came to giving our answers, i lied for the sake of a point and said i call the hubs nutter butter all the time.  they let it fly.  since then, nutter butter comes up now and then.

on second thought, nutter butter takes forever to type out.  maybe nubu.  yea, nubu it is.       

from the hubs.  he sent me flowers at work and i was totally surprised.  he's not the romantic type, but from time to time, he'll throw in a little steve urkel.  as you can see, there's one single rose.  i mentioned to him last week that i've never received roses from him.  he wrote on the card, 'happy anniversary.  i got you a rose.'  funny guy.  wonder what else he has planned for our anniversary weekend.