Sometimes Things Shape Up
Growing up my Mom worked a lot and my Dad was a good Dad when we was around. This year my parents were together, living in my mother’s new home. She decided to have Thanksgiving at our house for her side of the family and my father’s. This was the first time, ever. They were married since 1988, it was 2001… trust me, it being the first meant something ridiculous would play out.
My parent’s had a chaotic marriage, they either loved each other or hated each other. When they laughed, they laughed hard… it wasn’t often. My sister and I heard them in the kitchen, hysterical! It was nice to see them together, so we ran down the steps and into the kitchen. My mom came walking out of the downstairs bathroom with a new unused razor, plastic cap still on it. It was the kind of razor women use to shave their legs, etc. She walked over to the sink, laid the razor on the counter & asked my father to hold the turkey, firm. The look in my face must have been priceless because both my parents noticed and laughed more.
The turkey still had a mass amount of feathers on it. She was late purchasing the turkey because of work. Gerritys had a kosher turkey, she said,“what the hell” & grabbed it. My dad took it out of the freezer to thaw, but kept it in the plastic packaging. My mother cut the packaging open & hit the ground laughing.
I watched these two spend two hours having to shave the god damn turkey, my Dad drinking beer & my mom drinking mixed drinks. I’m sure it would not have took that long, but they were laughing so hard. Having to watch that play out was one of those things that people wouldn’t believe. Never will I find someone talk about their mother and father shaving the feathers off of the Thanksgiving turkey.