The job I was hoping would be a career stepping stone went (to put it nicely) belly up about a month ago.

Splat!

To mentally get through the end of this year, I doubled down on my Thanksgiving plans, filled with travel and friends and food and fun.

…Can you guess what happened next?

Yup. Splat! Splat!

“That’s okay,” I told everyone, smiling through my teeth. “I’m going to roll with it.”

…Can you guess what happened next?

Yup. Splat! Splat! Splat!

Anyway, I think I’ve passed the “Roll” stage. If I make it through tomorrow and serve an edible meal and there’s no drama, I’m counting that as a major win.

I hope all of you have an excellent Thanksgiving and/or normal fourth weekend in November. Here are a few photos of some of my food that hasn’t gone wrong (yet):

 

In case you are looking for a poem about Thanksgiving, you might try this classic post (is last year too soon to be classic?).