oh, and another thing

this is my second thanksgiving by mice elf
[its a family thing (my dads a doughhead)]

in order to reduce my angst
(i miss my sibs & their kids - i'm a great uncle)
i cook myself a turkey
...a labour of love, actually

things bern can do now that he's older:

after spending hours apon hours
on this damned thing

i eat some skin and stuffing
then stuff the whole damn bird in the fridge
to deal with tomorrow
[oh my god thats so dangerous...
...if im lucky "ill" catch a food-born
illness and get another day off :) ]

bern shares
bv)