I can't think of one holiday since Reid and I have lived in Illinois that we have not traveled. That is one of the downfalls of living where we live. Now we have never offered to have festivities at our house, but who really wants to come to Illinois...I'm just saying.
So normally we would be traveling to Fargo, ND for Thanksgiving at our Aunts' house and then spending the rest of the weekend at Reid's parents'. We were given warning at the beginning of the week that the weather west of the Mississippi was not the greatest so our plans to travel changed.
Reid and I put on our big boy pants and went to our local grocery store and bought the fixings for a Thanksgiving dinner for two, only it could have honestly feed way more people then we had chairs in our home. Now my husband was insistant that we have a real turkey, not a turkey breast, not a cornish hen, but a turkey. So we bought a prize bird, or at least the bird that weighed the least. Reid made it his job to prepare the Thanksgiving Bird. Now if you know my husband at all you know that preparing the turkey as directed per instructions that came with the bird would not suffice. Instead he researched the best possible way to prepare the his first Thanksgiving Turkey.
Of course Reid did not disappoint and we enjoyed a wonderful meal just the two of us...and our beagle Maggie who also really enjoyed Reid's turkey.
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