Thanksgiving has been a quite unpredictable holiday in my family for the last 7 years or so. The dinner always takes place in a different place, usually different state even, and one never knows what family members will end up making it. For the first time in about 7 years however, me, my brother, my sister, and my mom were finally going to have Thanksgiving together and my mom was going to cook. Everyone loves a home cooked meal from their mother, and this was one thing I was looking forward to the most.
Its Thanksgiving day, and me and my brother are watching the football games waiting for my mom to bring the food over and cook. We eventually call her and she explains that she's cooking it at her house first then bringing it over. However where things begin to get a little salty is when me and my brother spot her laying at the pool of my brothers apartment while she should've been watching the turkey. We proceed to question this method and she proceeds to explain that she already finished cooking it. Okay, whatever. Dinner finally starts and we all enjoy a rare home-cooked Thanksgiving meal from my mom for the first time in years. Oh how delicious it was. Unfortunately, none of the cooking was hers. We had somehow found out that not only was the turkey bought pre-cooked from Publix, but so was EVERYTHING else. Wow, so much for a home-cooked meal ma. Anyway me and my brother were heart broken and wouldn't talk to my mom for about 20 minutes.
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