I begged to not have to cook a Thanksgiving meal for the first time in decades. Mrs. GW pouted, so I cooked. Did Idaho yellow spuds for mash. Stuffing, rolls, cranberry sauce, pie, the works. We would have way too many leftovers.
My wife, who is only 5'-1" and maybe 115 lbs, ate three bites and was full. I can't give her clothing for Christmas, or she will be free and leave me.
Then my periodically homeless sister showed up, so I gave her a complete dinner for four. Then my gainfully-employed but always hungry daughter stopped by and took another order to-go. When the dust settled, we have very few leftovers, mostly turkey. I just finished fleshing-out the carcass, lots of meat for soup and other goodies.
A higher power needed me to cook, again. Glad I had the energy and money to pull it off.
Happy Thanksgiving, my friends! Whether celebrating the American holiday or not, I am thankful for you all.