Tonight, my mom talked to my grandmother about Thanksgiving. It had been decided, without asking me, that I would cook the Dressing. I’m fine with that. Tonight, though, I said something about, “Well, what if I want to cook other things?” Apparently, I’m allowed to cook what I want. Score! I love cooking real food. This is going to be awesome, as long as I feel good. I’m going through recipe sites and bookmarking things that look like they’d be good. I know there will only be a few of us for Thanksgiving, but if I make things and they’re good, I might be able to make them for Christmas, too.
I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama. View all posts by Janet Morris