I've ordered my grocery pickup for Tuesday and will precook everything in advance, travel to Bonita Springs, and warm it all up again. Super basic menu. Turkey, stuffing, potatoes, cranberry relish, mac 'n cheese, and roasted beans and sweet potatoes. The peeps on the other coast are responsible for pies and whatever else they want on the table.

I'm just exhausted these past couple of weeks, but cooking doesn't tire me out. I realized this week that I made tasty dinners for Brendon 4 times and never ate any of them because he eats later than I do, and I just had a snack earlier in the day. Only one evening did I partake in the same dinner.

That's crazy, askye! Have a little respect for the body parts, dude. That stuff can turn ugly quickly.

We'll do Thanksgiving with one of Tim's brothers' family -- not the whole large group (38, including kids), but more like 15-ish, which is still big enough. I suspect we may be watching K-Pop Demon Hunters, because 2 of the great-nieces are *obsessed* with it. (I'm wondering if they'll be impressed I know the words to most of the songs?)

We have a funeral this afternoon for Tim's uncle, and true to form, Tim is fretting about people asking him (the cancer patient) how he's doing, instead of focusing on the deceased. I told him people can talk about more than one thing, and he's not going to steal all the attention at a funeral.

people asking him (the cancer patient) how he's doing

I refuse to say, "I'm fine."

My favorite answers have become:

• "I have good days, and I have bad days."
• "So far so good!"
  
• "Not dead yet!"

Which one I use depends on how quickly I want to shut down the conversation.