Well good for you, I’m glad someone enjoyed their feast. As for me, I didn’t get any turkey this year. While you had thick brown gravy dripping out of the side of your mouth (and let’s face it, turkey is really just a delivery system for the gravy to begin with), I stared at my turkey-less plate and wondered how Thanksgiving had gone so wrong.
But I knew what had happened. A turkey thief had emerged in our home for the holiday…and I had been the one to open the door for him. Literally.