If I Do It Right
I know it is tradition
But this year I have chosen a theme for Thanksgiving
We will not include turkey, ham, or beef of any kind
The theme is vibrant veggie
These instructions were given to my cousin Sue
From her brand-spanking-new-daughter-in-law Midge
So, you will be hosting? Deciphered Sue.
No, Midge told her. You may clean.
But I will be bringing the decorations.
We do not want Pilgrims or Indians or any of that rot.
Sue asked, “Can I still bake the traditional cinnamon cake?”
“Sorry,” Midge said. “Too much sugar.”
I am listening to my cousin and I have no comment.
She only has one grandchild.
All of her eggs in one basket.
She does not want to alienate that egg's mother.
“So, she is letting you clean!” I say cheerfully.
“If I do it right,” Sue says.
I have no other words.
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