I hope y’all had a very grateful and thankful day of tofurkeying. As for Black Friday, I hope y’alls eyes are still intact on account of the fact that I used to work at K-Mart for years and I HATED Black Friday because every grown woman and their dog was willing to poke somebodies eye out to get the last Furby doll. What were we thinking late 90s/early 2000s!? That Furby thing is 54 kinds of hideous. It’s like if a blobfish and a warthog gave birth and then the offspring got run over by a bulldozer on Tuesdee. I ain’t even playing, player.
This year we had two turkeys… one for the cannibalistic grandmothers of the world (see above)… and then one for the rest of us (see below). Baby BoBo Bear practically gets eaten alive with all of his kiss hungry relations. Stop the madness, says poor BoBo Bear!
Ignore Whitney’s Cutie clementine bags… I was down to 2 bags by Thursday, so I bought 2 more on Saturday. SUE ME!
Looks like those rat infestators got their hands on a piece of the apple pie slab and rolls BEFORE dinner. The lack of manners is appalling!
Y’all need to try this heavenly creation of crackitude! I die every time. It’s this whole cranberry/jalapeno/cilantro spread over cream cheese for crackers! Oh mylanta lands of frigidaire is it ever delicious.
After everyone had gorged themselves on carbohydrates, I got to rock Baby BoBo Bear to sleep whilst the rest of the family played a game of cards… I say rest of the family but I really mean the rest of the family, except the paranoid first-time baby mom Lindsay, who had to come and check on me in the other room every 3 minutes so as to make sure that I hadn’t taken to suffocating and/or playing human dodge ball with her child. Gosh… slam dunk the kid once and it’s like I’ll never live it down! 😛 JOKES… no BoBos were harmed in the typing of this blog post.
How was everyone else’s Thanksgiving!? Did you cook? Who did you have over? Favorite dish?