Turkey Talk

Six years ago, I got drafted into cooking the Thanksgiving turkey.  Yeah, that’s what I said, the turkey!  No pressure, right?  Holy cow!  I was not ready for that kind of responsibility.  C’mon, if you mess up the turkey, you have completely ruined the Thanksgiving meal.   I don’t care how good your stuffing and gravy turn out.  They just don’t have the star status to carry Thanksgiving like the turkey does.  Ben Franklin wanted to make it the national bird, for crying out loud.  Everything rides on the turkey.  That meant the entire success of Thanksgiving 2005 depended on me. 

A famous admiral once said, “There are no extraordinary men, just extraordinary circumstances that ordinary men are forced to deal with.”  Yes, I rose to the extraordinary challenge that year and cooked what I humbly admit was a turkey so succulent and golden brown it would have brought a tear to Martha Stewart’s eye. 

Ever since then, I’ve been thinking about applying to be one of the Butterball hotline people, you know, those folks who provide tech support for turkeys.  I can just imagine talking desperate house husbands like myself down from the ledge.  “Sir, put down the carving knife.  I’m here to help.”  

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The Waiting Game

I’m standing in line at Toys R Us as I write this.   Trust me, I’ve got the time.  It’s the Saturday before Thanksgiving, and apparently they’re giving away free money or something because every person in central Kentucky is in line in front of me.   I’ve never seen this many people in the store at one time.   My wife is doing the math and telling me how I messed up and picked the wrong line.  Every line, of course, is moving faster than ours.
It reminds me of how much of Christmas involves waiting.  Every time my daughter asks me how long until Christmas, no matter what I say, she always answers with, “that’s too long!”  We actually have two advent calendars just to give us something to do while we wait.   
Yes, Christmas is a waiting game.  Waiting in shopping lines.  Waiting in traffic.  Waiting for cookies to bake.  Waiting for holiday movies to come on TV.  Waiting for vacation.  Waiting for packages.  Waiting for cards.  Waiting to see Santa.  Waiting for snow.  Waiting to put up the tree.  Waiting for family to arrive.  Waiting for family to leave. Waiting to unwrap presents.
Waiting.  Waiting.  Waiting.  We’re all waiting for something this Christmas.