We also have a tradition of naming the sacrifice (ie turkey). I was voting for Sir Nicholas after Nearly Headless Nick of Harry Potter fame. However, when Husband started preparing the bird, he insisted on a different name. He was officially dubbed Lance Armstrong, because the turkey, having exactly 0% body fat, had the physique of an athlete. I guess he used his free-range time really well, perhaps doing laps.
Anyway, a good Thanksgiving was had by all.
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