I assume no one is interested in reading all the things I'm thankful for this year; that works well for me, cause i'm not interested in listing them all. I'm thankful; let's just leave it at that.
I got a free turkey from work Monday. I called Momma and was all "Hey, you need another turkey for Thursday?" and she's all "Yeah, why don't you fix that instead of the green beans."
I hate preparing turkey. I prefer my meat to come asshole-free and to not be immediately recognizable as what they were while alive. Steak, ground beef, cold cuts, chicken breasts - all asshole-free and not typically prone to calling up images of the animal running around on a farm. Turkeys have legs and wings and an asshole. (We're not going to talk about the neck or the bag of gizzards because my stomach isn't quite strong enough.)
I've got that gobbling gobbler in the oven, though, rubbed down with butter, stuffed with onion and celery, getting hot & delicious. I'm such a good daughter. :)
Post a Comment
Please don't make me cry.