Thanksgiving at our house is always a test of endurance.

First, you survive the family gossip, then you survive the tryptophan.

In my family, the most competitive event at Thanksgiving isn't football or eating the most pie.

It's seeing who can fall asleep on the couch first after dinner.

I've got a great idea for a Thanksgiving joke, but it's still in the

thawing-out process

Why did the cranberry sauce go to the doctor?

It was feeling a little tart!