I’ve got turkey guts in my hair, welcome to my world

Ah the joys of Thanksgiving.

Today my mom and I decided to be proactive and cook the turkey to get some of the work out of the way. OK, let me rephrase that…my mom decided to cook the turkey to get some of the work out of the way. My big game cooking skills are wobbly at best so mom to the rescue, that’s the advantage of having your mom live with you. Sandwich generation win!

So I was the designated helper. Unfortunately our Fresh Young Turkey (that should be a band) was a bit on the frozen side so we couldn’t yank the guts bag out without an ice pick. So after 20 minutes in the oven we tried again. That sucker was stuck. By then I was determined to get the bugger out and did a huge yank. That worked. I also succeeded in spraying turkey guts all over my head. Here’s how it went down.

ME: AGGGGGHHHHH! I am covered in turkey guts.

MOM: Can you hand me the bag with the remaining guts?

ME: I. Am. Covered. In. Turkey. Guts.

MOM: Yeah, so can you hand me that pan?

KID: Mom, you’re covered in turkey guts.

HUSBAND: Gross…you’re covered in turkey guts.

THE DOG: My guess is she was thinking. “Cool, you’re covered in turkey guts”.

ME: *leaves room to decontaminate.

So there you have it.

Word to the wise, don’t yank on the turkey guts bag without protection.


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