When are we hitting the road for Thanksgiving dinner again?
Why were the crazies already out at the grocery stores today, where I had to throw elbows to make it to the one remaining bag of candied walnuts? Who even wants "candied walnuts", which sounds more like a scandal at the nearby nursing home?
Who decided the stores needed to be decorating for Christmas already when OMG I haven't started even thinking about finding my comfy Thanksgiving expando-pants yet (Where, WHERE are they??? Can I credibly swing yoga pants instead???), let alone Christmas gifts?
Where did I hide the Pack n' Play this time, and can I find it before we leave? Before the turn of the century?
Is the family secretly expecting me to cook this year? If so, how do they feel about a festive Chik-Fil-A feast?
Do we HAVE to caravan with Anonymous Family Member who doesn't believe in bathroom breaks or giving riding the breaks a break at any time during the 3.5 hour drive?
Who's volunteering to babysit while I sneak out to see "The Muppets" movie?
Why can't I just focus on getting the wee preshus CEO ready for his Thanksgiving photos - holidays being but an excuse to play dress-up-your-toddler, after all - and forget the about the logistics and the candied yams and everything else?
|Master P "helping" me make dinner.|