You know, I drafted and scrapped the post I was writing. It was a downer. It was cathartic to write and all, but..........
You've probably read that in 20 other of my t-giving posts, I'm not fond of the meal. My dad's favourite, but not mine. Oh sure, I'll eat crisp turkey skin and cherry pie. I mean, I'll eat it all, I just get nothing out of turkey.
Two years ago I attempted Brussel sprouts to some iffy reviews - from others and myself. I'm giving it another go today. I'm determined to make this work. Maybe there will be a Cooking with Blobby segment coming. Perhaps not.
I was invited by my sister to come to her house, and I want to go. Shep is the issue. He's unpredictable with some grown men with whom he's not familiar, and leaving him at home isn't a great option either. So, it will be us and my sister-in-law at our house - and that's fine. I'll try to see my sister and her kids this weekend.
I do not miss these dinners at my parent's. Not when everyone used to attend. I'd always offer to sit at the kiddie table, because sometimes they were better behaved. Usually more entertaining too. And I had a paper napkin / tongue visual that made them squeal with laughter, so............a win for me.
Enjoy your day. You family. Your meal.
I'm like 99% sure a Christmas Story will start playing on a tv channel near you. It's the 40th (!!) anniversary of that classic!
Song by: Steve Earle & Emmylou Harris