Thanksgiving is my husband’s favorite holiday. He loves to sit with the menfolk and eat and drink and eat some more and maybe have a glass of scotch and share a cigar with the boys. It’s their “Man Tradition”. Sounds lovely right? While us women in the family are busily prepping and chopping and dicing and cooking and plating and refilling everything THE ENTIRE DAY. And then we get to clean while the husband hurriedly packs the car and always forget something. It’s my least favorite holiday.
Okay, okay maybe not least, but definitely not on the top of my list… amirite ladies?Continue Reading