But seriously. Really. Yeah.
And that's all the comments I can make about the conversation that has taken a turn since my local friends left--I thought they were the wild ones. But no. They were tame. We were stop one.
The turkey is nearly finished, the green been casserole is in the waiting position (what's that thing when planes... holding pattern) ....my fresh cranberry sauce is chillin' (like me), *joking interlude, really can't believe I'm typing not and not actually quoting these people....*
Now there is so much laughing I had to spit my water into the sink in lieu of asphyxiating on yes, WATER, on Thanksgiving... .
I'll blog later.
ps. Yes, Brandon and Oakley have arrived.