Gravy roooooolz! As does the canned gelatinous mass of cranberry something-or-other. Every year, someone makes lovely cranberry relish from real berries, and it sits on the table all forlorn and Gourmet magazine-lovely....while we all devour the gelatinous canned mass that came out of the can in one wet plop, with the can ridges still clearly delineated.

Hec's boss and juliana's co-workers (or whomever gave her the last-minute Brazilian document) suck big wang. It's a fucking HOLIDAY, people!

Also, juliana, I agree with Perkins -- YOU are the main character, honeybunny.

{{{juliana}}} You are too fabulous not to be the main character of your story.

b) Z is not the main character. That would be YOU. Just a little different you than you had hoped.

Yes, this.

juilana is the main character of her story.

DH prefers the gelatinous mass that comes from a can, but he doesn't eat enough of it. So we( meaning my sister and I ) get the homemade kind. this year is a simple orange /cranberry relish.

DH is a gravy missionary. My family didn't eat gravy - and my mom is from the south. Then we had his gravy. I had to convince my family to try it...the response was " oh... that's gravy!" and now he must make gravy. Now the test of thanksgiving is how many things can you put gravy on ...

I am getting really hungry.

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What every one else said, J. But I also totally understand...holiday cast changes suck. (I still cope with that, sometimes.)

I just sent laura's poem to my entire family

I like the first one best, Daisy.

I like the first one better for many reasons, which is why I'm afraid I'll actually get it and when it arrives at my doorstep, too late to get anything else, it will totally clash with the dress.

I'm going to stare at both the dress and the picture of the shrug all night to see if I can make up my mind.

Damn. I forgot to make CERTAIN that SOMEONE is making cranberry sauce for tomorrow.

Damn.

Cranberry sauce is an absolute must. I twitch when I see turkey without it.

Usually I make it, using cranberries, port, nutmeg, cloves, a hint of cinnamon, vanilla, sugar, and loving obsession.

This year, we're doing sweet potatoes.

Shit. Someone better be doing the cranberries.

Aimee, you are wrong like a wrong thing, you weird cranberry hater. You and Paul both. And he doesn't even like the dried ones.