In my family, the most anticipated event at Thanksgiving isn't the food or the football game

it's watching my aunt and uncle try to use Snapchat to send a group photo

After my family's Thanksgiving dinner, we don't just feel full.

We collectively descend into a food coma so deep, you could swear a hibernating bear moved in.

Why did the cranberry sauce go to therapy?

Because it was feeling a little jellied under the pressure!

Every Thanksgiving, my family plays a game called 'Catch Up.'

Except it's less about old times and more about catching me in the crosshairs of personal life questions.