The Turkey Needs a Name

Every year I name the turkey Turkey Lurky. She needs a new name this year, and not a difficult one because I'll be half in the bag by the time it goes into the oven.

Or maybe all in the bag, considering that I'm sure I have NO alcohol tolerance since my unscheduled abstinence from the hooch.

Speaking of hooch, I was having a conversation with a friend last night about how I hadn't had a drink in a week. We thought maybe it would be a good idea to be dry for an entire year. And then we realized how much of our social life together revolves around drinking.

Maybe that's not a good thing. It's not like we're falling down drunk or anything, we just enjoy imbibing together.

I don't know - the idea of being alcohol-free for a year is intriguing. Perhaps it would give a person a different perspective on drinking.

And the party at the end of it would be KILLER.