loose wiring and a turkey

sent this to a friend. it's worthy for print.

a confession. i have a strange urge to cook for people. family. not my family. but my pretend future family. chalk it up to that nonsense nesting urge infesting my brain. i just can't seem to logic it away. i've gone so far as to collect a few recipes or ads of food that look good as reminders should i have my house all fixed and ready for a dinner party, invitations printed, and am hosting the big day. in 20 yrs. or my next life.