The Bird is Dead

One more successful Thanksgiving under my belt but just between you and I, I am so ready to pass the apron along to the next generation. Don't get me wrong, I'll be happy to claim Christmas Day forever, but Thanksgiving, well, let the next just say that I think I'm done with cooking turkeys.

Every year for the past 37 years, my husband never thinks the turkey is done cooking. Doesn't matter if the internal temperature of the bird says 180 degrees or 1800 degrees, if he sees one minuscule dot of red, he wants it back in the oven.

I prepared 13 pounds of mashed potatoes, 5 pounds of sweet potatoes souffle, 3 pounds of green bean casserole, an entire casserole dish of dressing plus a 25 pound bird for 9 people! "There's not enough food", he claims.

In years past, I cooked for 25 and prepared the same amount of food. Man, I know you love Thanksgiving, but you cannot eat like you used to do!

With that said, I am nursing a runny nose, very dry throat (which is why the pot of water is on the stove top) and the beginning of a sinus headache. This is what happens when you do not drink your Cold Therapy tea every morning!

Happy After Thanksgiving to all of my family, friends and bloggers!

Sorry that I added the confirmation word to the posts but there is a little Chinese man wanting everyone to purchase his knock off brands of American design goods. So, go away Mr. Peng!

Now where's my paper and pen so I can begin planning my Christmas dinner??

I downloaded my photos but ehhh...I'll save for later.