No shame in giggling and carrying on just like one of the kids around our house! And she does that and more. And, she can cook. Which is nice because cooking alone gets boring (as does talking to one's self) and why not share the load!
And on a quiet Christmas eve, you'll be sure to find Ma P with a nice cool glass of Bailey's on ice. OK - a few glasses. Or heck - the whole bottle! And I'm not ashamed to join her! No twisting my arm involved (or my rubber liver either).
Why? Beyond the taste - Christmas eve is OUR time, Ma P and I. Bailey's tastes great, involved NO mixing and icicles are usually handy hanging from the roof if we run out of ice cubes!
So, Ma P showed us how to make HER stuffing for turkey. And since we can't resist an excuse to cook a bird in this house - we had turkey for Easter dinner and stuffed that bad boy (or was it a girl) up real good!