Ovens to Betsy

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Dang -- too late!

While I wasn’t the only one to get “spatchcock” as one of the answers in tonight’s trivia game, pretty sure only I had just used the technique this past weekend AND had a picture on my phone of a previous year’s bird.

My guess it’ll be like Easter — I’ll look wistfully at the numerous bottles of wine, but then will remember the anxiety, headaches and heartburn that come with drinking. My health has improved tremendously over the past 11 months, I don’t want to go back!

This will be my first sober Thanksgiving. I survived Easter dinner that included loads of red wine early in my sobriety (stopped Jan. 1), so I’m pretty confident I can do it again. Just in case I’m bringing my own na wine and Prosecco.

This year I'm breaking my resolve to wait until after Thanksgiving to get into the Christmas spirit; I need the joy it brings. Already listening to Christmas music and putting up the decorations; I may keep them up for the next 4 years.

Please explain to me as if I’m a 5-year-old: why should we be okay with Matt Gaetz being appointed federal AG despite credible claims he took an underaged girl across state lines to have sex with her, yet we should be outraged that drag queens are hosting story hours for children?