Will The Real Me Please Stand Up?

I have no idea what has come over me. I am cooking. More than I ever have. If you think I'm puzzled you should talk to Jason. He's confused. Poor guy doesn't know if he should be excited or disappointed.

This past weekend while sick I was watching Food Network and got a hair brained idea that I would cook Thanksgiving dinner for the four of us. I cooked up (pun intended) a menu that looks a little something like this:

Turkey
Stuffing
Gravy
Sweet Potato Casserole*
Peas*
Cranberry Sauce
Pumpkin Pie
Rolls

*Jason loves these two dishes. He cooks them the way his Maw Maw does - I am hoping that I cook Maw Maw's recipes to Jason's satisfaction.

Not only did I decide I would cook I also decided that I would do all of this from scratch. Well everything except the rolls and pumpkin. What was I thinking? Must of been the multiple doses of that awful Tylenol multi-symptom cold medicine I was choking down that affected my frame of mind. Must of been.

So I sit here hoping and praying that my dinner plans go as visioned. Here's to nothing catching fire, exploding, burning, or anyone crying or getting mad. The latter is me, of course. I will post pictures of my fest, if and only if, there are no major catastrophes.

Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you spend your day with loved ones and remembering everyone and everything you have to be thankful for.