Well that sounded nice, civilized, and well co-ordinated.
We had Thanksgiving at my house this year so my brother and whoever he's dating now (I don't bother to learn names anymore I'm just nice to her), my sister and her husband and three kids, my mother and father and my remaining two grandmothers spent the holiday at our house. And I forgot to add my mother in law. Mustn't forget her!
Three days two nights of it.
Now I love both of my grandmothers don't get me wrong.......but neither one of them can hear a thing so everytime someone spoke to them the answer was "WHAT?" or "HUH?" really loud.
I swear up and down whatever religious material you place in front of me that the Miracle Ear Inc. implanted a special microchip that can discern, pick up, and clearly amplify every expletive that came from anyone's mouth (mainly mine). So both of them spent most of the time saying you guessed it "WHAT?" and "You shouldn't say that, Nikki!!"
As far as chow went........
I wanted to fry a turkey but my husband put his foot down and said no because he knew I'd either burn the house down or want to play in the fire or try to fry bizarre things after the turkey was done with my brother like beer battering a pair of sneakers or rubber boot or something to see what would happen.
He was probably right.
I wound up doing the standard baked turkey, dressing, potato salad, that cranberry sauce with washboard ridges no one touches, deviled eggs, and green bean casserole.
The kids were fun but re-enforced mine and Westley's no kids sentiments. The girl managed to get Barbie curlers in Jett's fur and I got scratched taking them out (but the kid was unmarked explain that), my stray cats that hang around...Starscream and Stingray were terrified by the boys and wouldn't come to even me to eat. And the kids fought almost constantly over the most ridiculous things all the while clinging to me like white on rice.
Its nice to be loved I guess. It took giving away most of my loose new Transformer collection but they eventually did quiet down. It was worth it.
By Thursday evening I was looking for places to hide but people were still finding me. My mother and mother in law cornered me in the kitchen during clean-up and threw the "you're getting older you need children" talk at me.
No family member died on Thanksgiving Day (its a family tradition) Wes and I didn't argue and I didn't feel the need to drink so it was a pretty nice holiday.