The first and only time I hosted Thanksgiving was three years ago. It went so wrong so quick. The day before, I went to the store to get a turkey and hamburgers for dinner that night.I bought the biggest turkey I could find! I weighed about 30 pounds. So I came home, gave my mom the hamburgers so we could cook it for dinner and gave her the turkey. She was pretty impressed. So the next morning was Thanksgiving and she woke up kind of late. She got the turkey too but it wouldn't fit in the oven! That was a big problem. Then only 30 minutes later, my grandma got to my house and my ant, uncle, and cousin. My mom started panicking. Everybody tried to help her.It was already to late to cook it anyways. It would take too long. So then, we ended up eating left over hamburgers form the night before.
