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We are committed to go to Gary's brother's house in Wisconsin for tomorrow afternoon. Last I heard, they aren't making turkey, but lasagna instead, which is fine by me. But Gary still wants to have turkey with stuffing and cranberries, so I'll be doing that over the weekend sometime. At first I thought I'd just get one of those boneless rolled turkey roasts, but after two places didn't have any and the third place wanted $4 a pound, I went with a regular Jennie-O 12 pounder. Not that it's a big deal, as I've cooked roast turkey dinners probably more times than my mother ever did at this point. It all happens automatically. I can even be half asleep. The trick is getting the frozen turkey defrosted in time to cook it. I'm hoping to make it on Saturday, so that's cutting it close. The 12 pound ice cube is in the fridge now to at least start the process. They claim on the wrapper that you can defrost it in a microwave, but I'm dubious. I have done it before by immersing it in cold water and changing the water every half hour or so.

Still no side effects from the COVID-19 booster. The small sore spot on my arm is starting to itch rather than being painful, which is what happened with the original doses as well. We both feel a bit run down, but we're probably sleep deprived and over caffeinated.

Today was warmer, got up to about 50°F, so no blankets for Archie and Asher. Tomorrow, however, is supposed to be much colder, with possible rain or snow showers in the afternoon, so they will be blanketed. The blankets are waterproof, which should help keep them from getting overly chilled. When I shut the barn tonight, two cats were in their straw-filled cardboard box bed, while the third, Emma, was asleep on Archie's pink plaid blanket where it is spread out on the pile of shavings bales (for bedding.)

Here is this morning's ominous sunrise, a bit washed out because my cell phone insists on overexposing stuff like this.