I am freezing my patootie off.
I thought you were going to pick me up by now, but here I am still waiting.
Have you forgotten?
Do I mean nothing to you?
I know that you are busy, but seriously this is a once a year deal...
Have you decided to completely ignore me and choose differently?
If I sound a bit desperate it's because I am! I need to know if I will have somewhere to go on Thursday. ...or will I be left here to freeze my giblets off.
I guess what I am asking is...do you still want me?
The frozen Turkey at the supermarket
Dear Frozen Turkey,
I am sorry I have been so busy. You see what you may not understand is that the dinner is not the only thing we hosts have to be concerned about. There's the incessant cleaning and preparations of the house (That none of the other inhabitants seems to care to worry about!)
Guests need to be greeted not only by a welcoming host but also be made to believe that the house ALWAYS looks perfectly put together and gleeming ( in one week's time will yet again resemble a cluttered mess).
Do not fret my frozen bird friend I will be by later.
And yes I still want you
This post idea came about yesterday as we placed a frozen turkey in the donation basket at church and realized that I had not bought my own turkey. I have been going crazy trying to get the house ready and buying all the extras needed for the meal that I forgot to buy my own bird. So I guess if I don't act soon my family will be eating stuffing stuffed with stuffing for Thanksgiving.
But then again that could turn into a cool new tradition! Or how about chocolate covered stuffing for dessert? That could totally work!!! Hey...I can sculpt the yams to look like a turkey and liquor up the grown ups so they will never know. Ok...it's official I've got Thanksgivingitis....the cure?... delicious leftover turkey sandwiches on Friday November 25th...wait...
I DON"T HAVE A TURKEY!!!!!!!!!