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.