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    The Worst Part About Complaining

    So this past Saturday I asked my friends on Facebook (FB) for recommendations on where to pick up a turkey dinner since I planned on cheating this year for Thanksgiving {cough}. Thinking this was a novel idea of mine, I couldn’t understand why I hadn’t done this before. Then today a FB memory popped up from five years ago that said, “I’m thankful for the Publix prepared Thanksgiving Dinner sitting in the fridge…” What? I’ve ordered a Turkey-day dinner before? Good night, how do I not remember this? Oh, Lord what else am I forgetting these days? Ugh. My brain is sometimes broken, I murmured in frustration. I mean, of course…