When I was a kid, my mom would get up at dawn to put the turkey in the oven. When we used to go to my in-laws for Thanksgiving (over the river and through the woods), my MIL would do the same. Then everyone who was a worker bee in the kitchen would be exhausted by the time dinner was ready at 1pm or so. And neither my mom or my MIL seemed to enjoy the meal because they were stretched to the limit. I changed those rules for us way back when. Didn't seem to make much sense to get up so early in order to eat for a late lunch.
So....
Now I'm in bed, still in my jammies. The house will get picked up later this afternoon. First born is sleeping, so we'll stay quiet. He went into work last night at just after 9pm, got back at 7am this morning and has to go back at 5pm this afternoon. It's just not right.
I'm reading more and more about stores being open earlier and later for this season's shopping. I don't think people realize the pressure this puts on the retail salespeople. Our son is the manager of a toy department at a major chain store, which is open 24 hours a day anyhow. Thankfully he'll be off this weekend, though. But still. Takes a bit of the sparkle off the day knowing he won't be able to eat with us. I offered to get it ready earlier, but eating a heavy meal after you've slept several hours just doesn't sound appealing, does it?
Must go now. Enjoy your sweet days. Eat lots and rest. It'll get busy soon enough.
