Happy Holidays
I have to meet my challenge and I have to be at work by 3, so here goes:
I'm pretty tired of whining about my job, and there's not much happening by way of my home life (that I have time to delve into - teenagers suck.) So what to write about?
Thanksgiving. My first with the new family.
My mother decided a few weeks ago that I wasn't going to be home for Thanksgiving, so she made plans to go to my Uncle Johnny's. It turns out I am going to be home, and Savannah has dreamed up a vision of Thanksgiving dinner that would make Martha Stewart weep. Which leaves me cooking. No pressure there. Plus, it's almost a given that my new in-laws are going to be coming over for the big event, with all that entails. The hardest part about that is their family tradition is eating early, like by noon. Which means I'll have to get up at the butt-crack of dawn to put my bird in the oven.
Have I mentioned that mornings are not my best time of day?
Never fear, this ain't my first rodeo. Fortunately (I never dreamed I'd be saying this), I'm over 40 and I have more than a few successful Thanksgiving dinners under my belt. When I was younger this entire situation would have had me tied up in knots. Instead, I'm going to gird myself with self confidence, traditional recipes, and the grim determination not to be intimidated by a critical mother-in-law.
Is 7 a.m. too early to start drinking?
I'm pretty tired of whining about my job, and there's not much happening by way of my home life (that I have time to delve into - teenagers suck.) So what to write about?
Thanksgiving. My first with the new family.
My mother decided a few weeks ago that I wasn't going to be home for Thanksgiving, so she made plans to go to my Uncle Johnny's. It turns out I am going to be home, and Savannah has dreamed up a vision of Thanksgiving dinner that would make Martha Stewart weep. Which leaves me cooking. No pressure there. Plus, it's almost a given that my new in-laws are going to be coming over for the big event, with all that entails. The hardest part about that is their family tradition is eating early, like by noon. Which means I'll have to get up at the butt-crack of dawn to put my bird in the oven.
Have I mentioned that mornings are not my best time of day?
Never fear, this ain't my first rodeo. Fortunately (I never dreamed I'd be saying this), I'm over 40 and I have more than a few successful Thanksgiving dinners under my belt. When I was younger this entire situation would have had me tied up in knots. Instead, I'm going to gird myself with self confidence, traditional recipes, and the grim determination not to be intimidated by a critical mother-in-law.
Is 7 a.m. too early to start drinking?
posted by Cas at 1:18 PM
2 Comments:
When there are inlaws involved, it is NEVER too early for alcohol!!!!
if the bird is big enough you can cook her over night on a low temp. the entire house smells delicious and you free up the oven space for all the sides in the morning! buy extra wine for your mom-in-law! this is your time, this is your happy-ever-after life! i love you yesterday, today, and always
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