I would love if everyone that will be here for Thanksgiving lunch/dinner would come in shifts instead. Over 20 folks will be packing the house at peak meal time, making my office on the second floor seem less like a welcome refuge, more like a bomb shelter fulla peanut butter.
My niece who eats 14 pounds of mashed potatos per sitting won't be here, though; let us give thanks indeed.
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