Thanksgiving is normally a stressful time for my family, particularly my mother. It involves a lot of cooking and cleaning. It entails yelling (all of us) and whining (from me and my brother). It's not all that pleasant.
This year, we're cheating. The house is still clean from a massive overhall we did of of basement a couple weeks ago. The main source of the dinner isn't being cooked by us. It happens to be a pretty good deal to get it catered this year. So, very little work for me this year, except making Better than Sex Cake. Funny name, right? Well, I didn't name it I can tell you that.
I'm cheating at the holidays this year. I wonder if it'll make a difference.
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