You lousy bastard!!!!!

For the record: the meal was a disaster. I have mentioned before how much difficulty I am having adjusting to an electric stove. So...the creamed onions congealed into wallpaper paste, the giblet gravy never even thickened, the sweet potatoes swam in syrup instead of cooking down to a sticky mess,the turkey was cold - because some fool insisted on carving it before the other vegetables even saw the inside of a pot,etc., etc. The only one who truly appreciated the cuisine was my beloved Seamus who dutifully cleaned up every morsel before it hit the floor. I still don't know how fifty cute little grape tomatoes hit the floor but it was either laugh or cry and with great effort, I laughed.

Next year, Seamus and I will enjoy Swanson's Turkey TV Dinners and some good beer. Kendall can go straight to hell!

By the way, Captain. What are you doing for Christmas? Dinner at seven at ten paces?