THANKSGIVING

Thanksgiving is a very special holiday to me. Has been for as long as I can remember. I know why. We grew up poor so poor that we didn't get a lot of presents a lot of anything, but always had a traditional dinner . Or came close. But on Thanksgiving we never had to worry about presents so we had food and plenty of it. probably the only day of the year that it was like that. So Thanksgiving means A LOT.
Before I get into this story let me just remind you that I am a control freak when it comes to my kitchen and my food in my house. I like it MY WAY and to me there is no other way. All day Wednesday, I cooked when I had energy. For a few reasons,but mostly because every year I get yelled at for not spending time with the family and spending the day cooking. Well isn't that what the day is about? Well that is how I see it but my family ( well technically Greg's but I am married to him so they are stuck with me) thinks we should spend time together. We don't when we are at his parents house. His mom is in the kitchen all day. Plus they get mad when I don't ask for help. I don't for a couple of reasons. If I am actually asking for help, I need it now not 20 minutes from now when this quarter , this series is over. It is only football and not teams we watch any other day of the year so who the hell cares? The other reason I don't ask for help because I like things done my way. Not your way. Greg's parents use only skim milk even on the holidays. EEEWWWW gross! The use margarine instead of butter. The do not use salt. Yuck. They eat healthy and that is fine the rest of the year but in Thanksgiving? Christmas I think not! They came up early Thursday . When they got here every single side dish and dessert was done except the mashed potatoes, and the turkey. The stuffed mushrooms had to cook but that was it. They got mad when I did not have a veggie plate to put out for snacks. My kids won't eat that, I don't so why waste the money? I wasn't moving fast enough for them. Whatever. Crackers and a cheese ball, chex mix, weenies and stuffed mushrooms oh I forgot deviled eggs. That was all ready when they got here and put out but apparently not fast enough for them. GGGGRRRRRR. The rest of the day went okay while the turkey was cooking really without incident . While every thing else the stuffing and casseroles and all that stuff were cooking and the turkey was done, I got dizzy felt like I was gonna pass out. I had to let my mother and father in law finish the dinner. Something that killed me and ate me up inside. That is how sick I am . Anyone who knows how much I love to cook and how I am about my kitchen knows what this did to me and how sick I am. Oh and a side note. his mothers gravy was horrible worst gravy ever on the planet. She used milk?! I n Thanksgiving gravy never heard of it and won't ever use it like that because it was gross. I mean gluey , gloppy , yucky eeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww just thinking about it! Dinner went great. Then Brayden found the Wii remote, while Greg was putting up the food. Greg's dad told me to t take it away. !. He is my kid I will take it away if I want. 2. It can't harm it, so let him go easier then fighting him the way I feel. Anyway when I told dad he can't hurt it and it is easier just to let it go the way I feel. He very nastily said " Well who's the damn parent around her.?!" I know the look of shook on my face, must have been bad like my face was gonna melt off but it gets even better. He then said " That is not the first time you have said just let it go and that's not being a parent and its why everything here is such a mess." The man is very lucky I am sick and I didn't have a knife otherwise he would be no more. I am not kidding I would have lost my mind and killed him And folks I am from Brooklyn , I know how to hide a body. Okay enough rambling. I am getting off my soap box now , but think I will post more about Greg's dad tomorrow. It helps me fell better.