The six-year-old utters famous last words: "You don't have to tell me Mom, I know what to do. It's not like I'm a little kid anymore."

Turkey flipped in the brine. Laura, Olivia, abd Granny snoozing. Malcolm and I chilling on the couch abd awaiting THE parade.

Stuffing AND basting? Martha Stewart don't know Turkey. #altonbrownrules

For better or worse, my to-do listing seems to be rubbing off on Olivia.

Happiness is a restoring NAS.

Four more pies done (27 total this year), corned ham cooling, brine made, collards cleaned and in the fridge ready to cook tomorrow.

Olivia still has a fever and ear pain this morning. Debating between pediatrician or straight to the ENT.

Has a little girl with with a fever and a headache. I hope she's better in the morning.

Rebooting the NAS to auto expand to its new 8TB (raw) capacity. Witness the firepower of this fully armed and operational storage station.

Eight potato pies cooling, cat in my lap, wife snoozing on coich, and the kids eating popcorn and watching Empire Strikes Back. #lifeisgood