Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was kind of a monumental event for me. I think I grew up, er something. I say this because I made the Thanksgiving turkey. Actually, it was two turkeys. I made other stuffs, too. This is not something I do. I can't remember the last thing I cooked, seriously. The fact that my husband and my mother trusted me with this task blows me away. The fact that it came out really good blows me away even more. I should have made someone take my picture with my achievments - for proof. I feel like I was just accepted into some sort of exclusive club. I want like some sort of badge or something. A pin. Maybe a patch like the Boy Scouts get. Something, come on people, this was a big deal!