A Bothwell Family Thanksgiving
Who: Lizzie ot Warren, Kit, India, Sin, anyone else who wants to come over!
Where: Casa Bothwell
When: Thanksgiving dinner
Lizzie did her best to make a nice thanksgiving dinner- she'd read the recipes involved, and ignored most of the advice from Kit so she figured she was off to a good start. Still, this was her first experience with an American holiday, and she was worried she'd mess it up somehow.
Everything seemed to be going well enough- the turkey was in the oven, the side dishes were being prepared and the desserts had been made ahead of time. She'd managed to get Kit to put pants AND a shirt on, and look somewhat respectable even. Now all she needed was for the guests to arrive.
"Please don't let this suck like yesterday," Lizzie muttered, praying to whatever thanksgiving gods there were that no one would explode today.
Where: Casa Bothwell
When: Thanksgiving dinner
Lizzie did her best to make a nice thanksgiving dinner- she'd read the recipes involved, and ignored most of the advice from Kit so she figured she was off to a good start. Still, this was her first experience with an American holiday, and she was worried she'd mess it up somehow.
Everything seemed to be going well enough- the turkey was in the oven, the side dishes were being prepared and the desserts had been made ahead of time. She'd managed to get Kit to put pants AND a shirt on, and look somewhat respectable even. Now all she needed was for the guests to arrive.
"Please don't let this suck like yesterday," Lizzie muttered, praying to whatever thanksgiving gods there were that no one would explode today.