In my best Andy Williams voice: "It's the Holiday Season, so whoopy dee do, dippity dop, and don't forget to hang up the sock...". Aw screw it.....
Thanksgiving is this week. Jonny Soxx and I finally reunited in late June when my Stepfather was diagnosed as no holds barred terminal and there was a farm to clear out and 24 hour care to be split between the 2 of us. He passed away at the end of August. We miss you Scooter. Then the family drama and infighting ensued over an estate that really isn't worth anything. AT ALL. For the past few years I have been lamenting about not being able to spend holidays with family because we have had to move around so much being relocated for work, but this year I am in the "SCREW YOU" mode. My Aunt who we are still staying with because of estate issues took off and we get to spend the next 8 or 9 days by ourselves. Two skinny people and a turkey - the definition of Eternity. I see sammiches in our future on my homemade sourdough bread.
When we were cleaning out storage I found a box of Christmas ornaments from when us elder siblings were little (my mother remarried when I was in college and had a few more kids). She's been dead for 9 years. I may buy a very small tree and hang them just because - I can.
So our big dilemma is if we are going to wrap the T-Day turkey totally in bacon or do a lemon herb butter rub over and under the skin and stuff the butt with lemons and garlic. AH DECISIONS.
