Thankful

I’m thankful that we don’t do our big meal on Thanksgiving Day. 

My brothers-in-law go to their in-law’s houses for Thanksgiving Day so we get together as a family on the Friday after Thanksgiving.  Yeah, that can really mess you up if you are one of those crazy people that shop at the butt crack of dawn on Black Friday.  Luckily, I’m not one of those people.  I usually buy my stuff online and thank the UPS driver profusely when he cheerfully delivers my packages.

Instead of slaving over a hot stove today…. wait a second, we do that today too.  Sigh.  We are busy pre-preparing as many dishes as we can so we can spend the day tomorrow cleaning house and setting the table. 

My in-laws purchase and prepare the turkey.  I just throw its ass in the oven and wait for the little popper to tell me it is done while the four men watch sports, and the six children run amok in the basement.  We womenfolk drink in the kitchen.  It’s a win/win situation.  I have to have everything presentable by 2:00pm.  I plan to be tipsy from about 2:15pm on.  Just so’s you know.

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The replacement tree was delivered bright an early on Monday morning!  Just in time for the torrential rains to hit next two days later.  It really is quite a feat to watch them remove the old stump then return to install the new tree.  The same guy installed two other trees for us when we first moved into this house 6.5 years ago.  He truly is an artiste.