Yes, another crazy holiday at our house…with some of our family traditions…
Doesn’t everyone have a stuffed turkey butt vase on their table? We have for, well, years. My nephew got the third degree this year when he went to pick it up at the florist. (Don’t know how he drew the short straw this year for the pick up!). He had to give phone numbers, address, name…heck probably his ID to get them to give it to him. Thanks, KC!
SuperGuy fries the turkey each year. Well, turkeyS. Like usually 4. Or 5. But this year is was pouring down rain, then sleeting, then snowing.
SuperGuy made this ghetto leanto to protect the bird and the men folk retired to the garage to tell
lies tall tales talk.
SuperGuy also makes the gravy and my brother-in-law makes the mashed potatoes. It’s nice to have help. My oldest here is doing a great job supervising, isn’t he?
I got up at the crack of dawn…I swear… to bake homemade cinnamon rolls. Okay, we ate late this year, so I didn’t start them until about 9am. But I like to make out like it’s a big deal so I’m appreciated!
Anyway, we had a fabulous time. I ate too much and I’m going to not eat for a week. Honest. Did you have a great weekend?