So we had a partially thawed turkey this morning. and a huge one. It was put in the fridge from the freezer but it wasn't rotated around and I think the sides that were against the walls of the fridge stayed frozen.

You can cook a partially thawed (or frozen) turkey but it takes a long time. So we are hopefully in the last hour of the turkey cooking. I am honestly not sure what we are doing for sides, much like the way the rest of this holiday season has gone Christmas day had been relatively hapzard.

I also burned my hand on the edge of the lifeline and going toward my thumb . Vvery inconvenient.

It's weird because I don't remember when I started regularly posting on TT but I clearly remember where I was when I first heard about Table Talk -the paper had run a piece by Anne Lamott and it referenced Salon.com and from there I found Table Talk. I liked it because visually it was similar to another online forum I had been a part of and so it was better than a lot of the threaded forums that I found confusing.

That was amazoncity, which became herspace after amazon became a thing and then it dissolved with no real back up and everyone was kind of lost. Which is why I remember saying that we there needed to be a back up plan when it was announced TT was going to be closing.

My mom has been struggling with an old tendon injury(she was, no joke, a hero to some stray kittens years ago and hurt herself...she's had some flare-ups before, but not like this.) It was hard for us here this morning...hopefully it will be better soon.

My sister came last night and gave Casper the gift/loan of a corset from Etsy and some chemises, a petticoat, and assless pantalettes she’d sewn, and Casper was in heaven. Which reminded me that sometimes I feel like I should ship Casper off to Holli for a couple of weeks so she can see the kind of person she could grow into (not into college, likes to make tiny precise things, currently wants to sew a kirtle).

Timelies all!

We've been trying to keep Mr. S occupied today and it's been a struggle. At least some stuff will be open tomorrow.

The turkey seems to be done! And it looks good. So far all I've heard from M's mom is "at least it's not dry" as she has picked at it since we aren't ready to eat yet. And also suddenly close to the end of the whole cooking says "make sure you make enough for R" (a friend of hers she is going to take a plate to). There is plenty of food but maybe it's something she could have mentioned, I dunno, this morning.

Anyway right now we are waiting for the biscuits to finish (they are frozen ones) and green beans to be done. And for dessert I had a Apple Frangipane tart from Aldi I got a while back so I baked it last night and I'll just have to maybe warm it up today.

It hasn't really felt like Christmas at all this year for me or even Thanksgiving. I'm hoping next year it will feel more like it.

I think I joined on Table Talk in 2001, after first joining that site for discussion about reality shows like Big Brother and Survivor. I believe I knew ita from the TT "Miss Cleo, Call Me Now!" thread before discovering she was also a Buffista.

Aww hello to your sister flea, and adorable the wish to intro Casper and Holli.

It’s very lovely here and I wish my sister was here but am glad I’m not visiting my family now!

So we are hopefully in the last hour of the turkey cooking.

We were right there with you but beef. God, I just either want to be in charge or the food or not involved and neither happen. "Let's just eat our salad and side dishes." Um, let's either wait for le cow to be warm. It's another twenty minutes.

Oh - vent time - so the no-longer-youngest twins are 16 and the girl is in treatment for an eating disorder. Totally proud of her. Recovery is hard. My S-i-L keeps telling her that she looks great. KNOWING SHE HAS AN EATING DISORDER, IS IN TREATMENT AND IS DANGEROUSLY THIN.

My S-i-L who when I lost a bunch of weight also kept telling me how great it was even though I flatly told her that I was nearly losing my mind and was in a bad head place. "Well, you look great." Thanks, trying not to lose my mind and I'm kinda scared that I'm losing that battle. "But you look good." Super positive.

It's bad enough that was her go-to for at least a year with me but, damn, saying that to a kid who is trying to get better and you know she's in treatment? Let's support her getting better. And she doesn't look good, she looks severely anorexic.

The niece is ready to rip off her other aunt's head. "She's so pro-ana." Yeah, that's accurate unfortunately.

Vent over.

This is the S-i-L who thinks the family-friendly Cards Against Humanity is too vulgar. But she's cool with advocating for anorexia.

Okay, now I'm done. I just can't say it elsewhere.

Okay, that's off my chest. Otherwise, it was a lovely day.

Hell’s bells, Cass, I’m about ready to crawl out of my sickbed and strangle your S-I-L myself. WTF is wrong with her?