I see this every year and I laugh every year.

Another annual Thanksgiving tradition for me is to wait until the last minute to go to the grocery store for the ingredients my husband needs to make his famous mashed potatoes (“Lucas’ Smashed Potatoes”). Why go early when I can play chicken with shoppers in the parking lot, fight for a decent space, juggle everything because there’s no more available carts, and wait in a long line? P.S. I did this twice today because I forgot the milk and bought half the needed heavy whipping cream.

But how can I complain while I’m snuggled on the couch watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade, flipping through Black Friday ads, and sipping a mocha frappuccino? No need for me to be in the kitchen. My family does Turkey Day potluck style. All we are responsible for is the mashed potatoes and a dessert. I bought a pumpkin roll and some strawberry/vanilla/fruity cake thing that makes you gain weight just looking at it. But if I were really concerned about calories would I have gone to Starbucks?

Uh oh… it might be profane to utter the “c” word on a day like today. It’s for feasting gluttonously and forgetting dietary restrictions until it’s time to make New Year’s Resolutions. And most of all being thankful. Hope you and yours are enjoying a wonderful, safe holiday.