Several times this morning I proclaimed that I hated Thanksgiving. To thin air. And.. we weren't even hosting.
I went out early this morning. To buy.. what ended up being just wrapping paper and Cheerios. So.. totally worth it. Obviously.
Not much else happened until my mother-in-law brought up a frozen lasagna for us to cook. What can go wrong there? Oh nothing, except I lost one of the staples that was holding the foil top down. Ya, staples. It still hasn't been found. So someone is going to end up chomping down on it with a bite of lasagna or Noah is going to find it on the kitchen floor, and..
Then after cooking the lasagna per the package directions, Jason tested it and discovered it was ice cold in the middle.
"Why?" he pondered along with me. Probably because of the staple, I told him. We then got into a "discussion" about what "tenting" the foil on top means. Really? What the heck do you THINK it means?
But on the bright side, Lily actually ate some turkey.
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