I’m on turkey duty and when I woke just before 4, I started thinking. So I’m up. The bird is on the counter coming to room temp and it’ll go in the oven around 5 for slow-roasting. My MIL doesn’t have a meat thermometer, dammit, so it’ll be a bit of a guessing game and I don’t want it to be underdone, but I don’t want it dried out either. It’s so hard being me!!!
SIL likes his afghan, so there’s that. Daughter has planned a couple of games for the gift exchanges, so it should be a fun afternoon, assuming asshole BIL behaves himself. I shall try to keep a good attitude - HO HO HO!!!
Meanwhile, Merry Christmas to all of my Mumper friends! You make every day just a little brighter and a lot weirder! MWAH!!!