Every Thanksgiving, my mom cooks enough food to feed a small army.

And every year, that army consists of six very enthusiastic, belt-loosening family members.

I told the turkey to come to the table with an attitude adjustment

but it was a little fowl-tempered

I love how my family's Thanksgiving dinner is supposed to be a time for catching up, but it always ends up being a competition

to see who can fall asleep at the table the fastest

Alright everyone, as I prepare to carve this magnificent turkey, I just want you all to know...

...I've been *winging* it my whole life, so this should be no different!