At least stop basting yourself!

Would you believe we made the most beautiful (and delicious, but beautiful) roast turkey today and I DIDN’T TAKE A PICTURE?

It is 10pm but it feels like 3am. Like 3am if I wasn’t allowed to go to sleep. For science maybe. Why else would I stay up even if I didn’t want to? Science seems like the answer there.

I got up before 9am. We started making the apple pie at 9am. Dinner was at 6pm. I was pretty much doing something for that entire time. By the time the food was in front of me, I wanted to sleep on my plate. I ate a dinner roll full of turkey/stuffing/mashed sweet potato/cranberry sauce and was done. Tiny slice of apple pie and that’s all I ate.

Everyone loved everything. Except maybe the gravy. But the gravy looked gross. Apparently tasted great, but looked like the most disgusting thing ever.

I forgot to make a veggie dish – so glad young-Matt brought a green bean casserole or there would have been NO vegetables.

Stuffing loaf was devoured and adored, mostly for the bacon in it.

The turkey was fall-apart delicious. Breasts were dry though. I told Jake to roast it upside down but he said it was. It was not. Breasts would not be dry if it was upside down. He wouldn’t let me baste it.

There were quite a few videos taken throughout the day, hopefully they will be shared at some point because I would LOVE to share them with you all.

My back aches. I’m going to bed.