while shopping for dinner the day before the feast, adam and i got into an argument because i was a touch over stressed. we didn't get half the stuff i needed, and i had to go to work that day, so we went to raley's as soon as possible. i had fifteen minutes to finish my shopping before i had to run to in-shape to start work. even after two shopping trips, we still forgot stuff.
so i go to work and come home to find that all of our friends that came home for the holiday were at our house. while i really didn't mind, i wasn't able to get an early start on the dinner, so we put the turkey back in the freezer and visited our friends.
all night i was waking up dreaming about a turkey that was left out over night and went bad, and then about not cooking it all the way through. after the third or fourth time i woke up in a panic (by sitting upright and gasping), adam got up and took the turkey out of the freezer and made me get up so i could start cooking.
since we still didn't have a couple of things i really needed, we took our friend's truck and went to the closest store. but because i lost my atm card, i had to write a check. then, i'm told that since my check is not local (i still have my old jamestown ones), and since the banks are closed so they can't verify the funds (because it's thanksgiving morning), so i had to leave and go to another store.
when i get home i start cooking up a storm, and somewhere in the mix adam asked if he could help. i had him cut some celery, but he didn't know what to cut off and how tiny to cut it, so we both got frustrated and he stormed off to play a game. all the while i went to a room, crawled into the closet, and cried for five minutes, afterwards i stopped talking to him for a while.
it takes over two hours for the turkey to get mostly defrosted and about ten minutes looking for the neck they put up its butt. i can honestly say that sticking my hand up a frozen turkey's ass while fishing around for a neck sucks.
finally, with everything done and ready to come out, adam starts to pull out the turkey. adam picked out a 24 pound turkey mostly because it was only 89 cents a pound at costco. since it's so big, and since the biggest turkey roasting pan was still too small for it, we had issues taking it out. while the pan started to give away, small hole formed on the bottom. turkey juices came pouring out and hit the hot oven, creating a small, quickly extinguished fire.
all the food was laid out on the beer pong table and surprisingly, everything came out awesome. i think what makes me most happy is that everything went wrong, just like you would imagine your first thanksgiving to be.
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