I managed to cook Thanksgiving dinner - the whole nine yards - and bake pumpkin and apple pies. I thought we might be taking the whole thing to my daughter and SIL's but she decided it might not be a good idea. He's having a good day today but she didn't want him to be worn out with company. So husband, son and I had to try and make a dent in a 16 pound turkey and all the trimmings. Boy, am I worn out! It's the most I've been on my feet in weeks. Clean up is worse than the cooking. Sign me up for Stella's Place!


