Turkey Day

Okay, here’s the grumpy old man’s perspective of Thanksgiving.

Get up early, very early.

Load up the car with stuff including baked goodies that will only make you hungry while you enjoy a three to four hour drive.

Stop along the way and pickup some in-laws. Wait until they get ready to go.

Drive to another in-law house.

Wait, wait, and wait to eat.  By now the baked goodies have you so hungry you are capable of eating a live animal.

Finally, it’s time to eat.

Gobble gobble.

Rush to the TV to watch 24 hours of football. I hate football.

Nibble on left overs.

Go to bed.

Get up early again.

Drive another three to four hours.

Get home.

Unload the car.

Eat if there is anything in the pantry.

Go to bed.

Lie awake and wonder why it has to be this way every year.

I don’t think this is what God intended.

I'll be back in a couple of days.

PMO
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