Thursday, November 26, 2009

Thanksgiving Morning

This morning women all across America were waking up at unearthly hours to deal with one thing: Turkeys. With a capital T.
I am no different, I woke up to deal with a turkey at 1:45, 2:15, 2:30, 4:00, 4:15, 4:45, and 5:15.
But, while mine is a twenty-four pound butterball, it doesn't look like this,
but a little more like this.Except, this is not the kind of cute face I was dealing with all morning, it was a much angrier, crying and yell-ier face; and I might as well tell you, so was mine.
Luckily I don't have to do any actual cooking today. Instead I will force the girls to watch the Thanksgiving Parade and try to convince them that they really do find it exciting, while I try to catch a little pre-turkey snooze on the couch.
While contemplating all that I am thankful for of course.
Happy Thanksgiving everybody!

3 comments:

Grandma's Cookie Jar said...

You had me going there! That 'butterball' Adelaide is scrumptous! Dad and I spent an almost sleepness night two nights ago. Kirsten was so agitated and restless from 11pm to 6am! Last night was wonderful, we all slept! :o)
Enjoy your snooze! See you tomorrow! :o)

Jerilee E. said...

She's the cutest little turkey I have ever seen! Not sleeping for Mommy isn't kind though, little Adelaide-y. I hope you guys had a good Thanksgiving.. besides the not sleeping all night long!

*julie* said...

L.O.L.
Totally had me going there, sis.
I'm just now catching up on my bloglines and this post cracked me up.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!