That last little bit of turkey? Just throw it away.

Ah the long weekend. Gone. Sigh.

It actually took me two and a half hours to get home from my office on Wednesday. That was not a good omen for the weekend to come. Luckily it was not an omen at all and the weekend was nice. Once I got home, that is.

There was a pretty typical Thanksgiving dinner, minus relatives and proper place settings. In fact, it actually involved tv trays and some show about American food inventions. High class? Not at all. Relaxing? Oh hell yes. I like the big gatherings but it was nice to not worry too much. And what was to worry about anyway? My cooking timing was pretty good and everything was edible. I have previously stated that turkey is the one thing that may keep me from being vegetarian, but you know what? This turkey, while moist and flavorful, was not great. I don’t think it was anything I did. It was just and oddly fatty, yet stringy turkey. Moist, yes, but not great. Oh well. It was totally eatable but eh. If we do the dinner alone again, I will probably just chuck a couple of turkey legs into the crock pot.

Everything else was good though. I did realize that I just don’t like cheesecake all that much but it was fine. Maybe next year will be some sort of pumpkin cake. Or maybe just brownies. Can’t go wrong with brownies. Oh and the cat? She likes turkey. A lot. Almost enough to climb into the oven with it. She will actually fight you for a piece. It’s funny but dangerous. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

So then there was Friday which I will sum up in one word: migraine.

Then Saturday. Which I will sum up in two words. Christmas tree.

And finally Sunday in three words: Stupid fucking tree.