Thanksgiving, thus far. 

I get up at before the butt crack of dawn to start this Turkey, it’s not dawn for a few hours yet. 

My grandma desperately needs a humidifier. 

Grab a juice. Get turkey in the oven. 

Go back to bed. Now as I’m laying in bed I realize the the feeling of getting stabbed in the heart by an ice pick. What is this.. Am I hungry? 

Oh, right that’s heart burn. 

Thanks 100% juice Capri Sun. 

Someone’s getting a humidifier for Christmas.

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