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It is a well known fact that I’m not the one to host Thanksgiving.

I have a vague memory of hosting Thanksgiving shortly after we moved to our current house. Vague in that one of my brothers-in-law brought several bottles of homemade wine, and after sampling all of them (read: drinking too much) I found myself sleeping it off in my bedroom whilst the rest of the family watched football and played pinochle. No one starved and everyone got home safe, so I called it a win and got on with my life. I’ve not been asked (nor have I volunteered) to host a holiday since.

Makes for simple preparations, I guess…meaning I don’t have to cook or clean. Bonus.

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Cranberry Fluff:
1 small can of crushed pineapple
1 cup (or so) of sugar
A whole damn bunch of chopped cranberries (fresh if you can find them)

Mix well and let that sit overnight in the fridge

Before serving, stir in a container of Cool Whip and as many mini marshmallows as will fit in the container or bowl you are using to transport or serve it in.

Voilà! Instant side-slash-dessert-esqe dish with very little pain or agony. Just my style.

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As if I don’t already have enough to do, I found a couple of really cool patterns for crochet that I just might have to try to figure out. Except that both require a trip to the craft store for special yarn and specific notions to complete each project. I get lost in places like Michaels and Hobby Lobby. I’m sure it has something to do with my fractured attention span.

(The current state of my miniscule attention span explains why when someone asks me if I’ve seen a movie/read a book/had a conversation, I usually answer to the affirmative but with caveats. I’ve probably seen parts of a movie/read most of the book/participated in the bulk of a conversation…but there is no telling where my brain was for the entirety of any of those activities.)

So yes, let’s start a complicated project that requires a supply list and includes multiple steps requiring counting and repetitive yet Gordian stitches. Great idea.

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In a few minutes, Muffin will get off the bus and be free of school and many responsibilities until Monday. I envy her freedom.

However, last night I was trying to help her with her math homework and struggling to remember how to add, subtract, multiply and divide numbers written in scientific notation, so I don’t know if I can say how ‘free’ she is after all.

(And the actual math had to be parsed out of convoluted word problems, no less…and don’t forget to SHOW YOUR WORK, fuck it all.)

What we put our children through sometimes…