Thursday, November 28, 2013
The turkey is stuffed,
potatoes are smashed,
onions are creamed,
vegetables are chopped,
cheesecake is in the fridge.
I still need to make apple pie and creme anglaise,
sweep up Tucker "tumbleweeds",
set the table,
bake the root veggies,
and cook the broccoli.
Oh, and clean the bathroom.
My younger son will bring his grandfather and lady friend
and we will feel like fat pigs this afternoon.
But, we will be happy fat pigs.
We have much to be thankful for.
I hope the same for you.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Not to be outdone,
Here is son #1
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