my FIL and his two brothers rotate hosting thanksgiving. bro1is in Lafayette, bro2 in OKC. FIL is in Washington state, so he 'hosted' at my house (in Austin). none of bro1 or 2's kids and their families could make it, which kept the crowd manageable, although it would have helped with the left overs, since I misread the tag on the turkey and grabbed a 21lb instead of a 12lb. first turkey ever on my smoker. it was a learning experieince. duck and chicken turned out great, though, despite my old Weber rotisserie motor not being able to turn that much weight. we had to improvise them on the smoker with the turkey, followed by a few manual spins on the Weber to crisp the skin.
only awkward part was my FIL bought each of his brothers and me monogrammed chef jackets for the occasion.
we were sitting around drinking on Wednesday night when he announced this. there was a moment of silence. then I said, "so we're in a sorority". there was another moment of silence, then bro1 raised his glass, and we moved on. fortunately, we only had to wear them for a photo op.
meanwhile, Thanksgiving at my folks house was a little different. apparently, my brother and my dad wrapped up the evening by getting in a shouting match over Colin fucking Kaepernick.
wife took SILILF to the airport this afternoon, then went to hang out with her aggy friends in town from Dallas. so I've just been watching football and hockey while enjoying various vodka drinks from the handle of Titos FIL left behind; plus breaking my longest stretch of full days in underwear in several years.
only thing that could make today better is if I could take a giant shit.