After closing the bar on Wednesday (cuz I'm the bartender not the drunk), I was up
not too early to get my bird stuffed and in the oven. I then settled in to watch the Patriots massacre the Lions. During commercials and half time I prepared my side dishes so we could settle in for dinner after Tom Brady took his last knee.
An hour after dinner, this is how my son found me.
I hope you all can find some time to relax in the madness that can sometimes come during the holiday season.
Blessings to you all!