This will be the first year without overseas visitors for Thanksgiving. Translation: Bee Does Everything Her Own Self. From shopping to cooking to cleaning up after (including the inevitable expulsion of drunken guests near dawn).
For, on average, fifty people. Though the numbers may climb higher than that.
I decided to cancel.
Upon hearing this, various friends rushed to offer help – and I even believe the London contingent are sincere! Though I suspect people just want my pie.
Regardless, it seems I only needed a little stroking, because my enthusiasm revived, even knowing that I will in fact get about 1% more help than the previous 0 I had been counting on.
Tonight I ordered the bird – very exciting!
My fancy literary agent wrote to say I just had a vision of you cycling home with your trailer containing the world’s biggest turkey!
Locals will in fact have the option of watching me slog back and forth across the city with vast piles of food. Lucky my bike cart can handle the load, even if I routinely fall over!
