Thanksgiving ON Thanksgiving? Never happens with my kids.
This year it was Friday. Today in fact!
Talk about your easy T-day celebration. I have no functioning kitchen. This was the perfect excuse for not preparing a damn thing. I take that back. I did stuff a bunch of disgusting mushrooms with sausage. Since I won't eat the nasty little boogers myself, I may or may not have been diligent in cleaning them first. Don't tell my family members who may or may not have consumed them.
My son and I picked up a bunch of fun, finger-friendly foodstuffs for T-day.
WWAF (what we ate Friday) -- (in no particular order):
- Take-n-bake meaty pizza
- Bacon-wrapped cream-cheese-filled jalapeños
- Shrimp cocktail
- Mini Pita Bread and Hummus (Eddie managed to stuff an entire piece of pita bread in his pie-hole)
- Crackers and fire-hot jalapeño cheese spread
- Disgusting mushrooms stuffed with sausage (I touched nothing of the kind)
- Assorted raw veggies (I touched nothing of the kind)
- Beer and Wine (duh)
- Pumpkin cheesecake, chocolate cake, and monster cookies
It was as low-key as you could imagine. We sat around chit-chatting and generally being as offensive as possible.
At the end of the meal, we celebrated with the time-honored tradition of watching the ipecac episode of Family Guy:
The highlight of the day was, without doubt, Phil setting the toilet in the half bath off the kitchen. Do you have any idea what that means? I'm now able to pee (or...whatever) without navigating the basement stairs in the dark. Okay, it's not exactly dark now, but it sure as hell is at 6:00 a.m. in the morning. The baby gate is to keep Eddie from going down the unsafe stairway. But I think Phil is really hoping I'll forget it's there and, in a drunken stupor, trip and plummet to my death.
But I now have a potty upstairs!!
At any moment in time, you can hear me skipping through the house singing, "Yay! I have to pee!" with the unadulterated joy of a child with her first kitten, before she learns life's cruelties such as a coyote can bring.
And this picture just because.
I think Phil looks like Gopher from Winnie the Pooh.
Oh. I guess we did have a turkey after all.
Happy weekend after Thanksgiving!