Crossed Giblets of Death IV

Can anything good come from something that begins with an IV?

Dear friends--This is very important. This thread is for everyone to post on. Not because your families are weirder than mine--they're not--but because I need to know that while I’m complimenting Marcee on the Fiesta Macaroni Salad she bought at 7-11 (attempting to fool my mother by adding little marshmallows and plastic Santas before broiling it), we’re all in this together.

Is anyone taking a long distance drive for the holiday?

Can I get any information about dried pickles? Asap??

 

I'm weeping...

Now:
A) Broiling macaroni salad?
B) Is the shindig still in Dallas?
C) Why is your brother in Columbus?

 

What, went to 7-11 and didn't get taquitos?

 

The style is 7-Eleven.

I'm facing a 3 a.m. drive on Thursday and then a 6 a.m. drive back on Friday for a high school playoff game.

 

a)With marshmallows and little Santas.
b) I don't know.
c) I don't know.

I should mention right now: My mother is not speaking to me. I realize this threatens to shorten this thread significantly. We'll see.

 

Is there any chance you might go from Chicago to Dallas?

You would be transporting two turkeys (one for eating, one already married to my mother), my mother, some other food (including dried pickles), and multiple shopping bags filled with used carryout containers for bringing home all the leftovers. You’d have to stop every 40 minutes fpr ‘Rest Stop Time!’ and it would help if you have a cassette player in the car for the Best of Broadway tapes.

Let me know.

 

Funny stuff.

 

I'm keeping a candle lit for you all this week, 21.

 

I'm driving 10 hours for two different dinners.

One should be fine.

The other will be hairy.

Not as hairy as the guacamole, but hairy, still.