Dinner with my family

Hi....It's me Annie Grace,

As you know Thanksgiving was hosted by US. I was the center piece, life of the party and basically it was all about me... Everyone came to pay homage to my joining of the family. The Cherubs seemed the most welcoming but I will say that one of The Felons fed me turkey after I watched her strip the turkey of its meat...for about an hour. I wonder if she took turkey stripping while behind bars after a successful peace protest. I am still confused how peace protesting and an expert in ravaging a turkey coincide but.........at least I did not observe her chopping a heart, liver and neck. Ward had threatened to spill on The Lady's counter tops and leave it there.......personally I know that is just cruel. I did my best to keep him out of the kitchen. So anyway..... The Lady spent days perfecting this homemade gravy we were serving and feeling like she has accomplished world peace with this miracle broth. As dinner is served and the last person is seated, everything looks fine, plates are full, The Rock Star has plenty of wine, The Cherubs have their plates loaded with turkey.......and bread, she sits down. With a big sigh she reaches for The Gravy.....it escapes her grasp...she tries again....it topples....she tries to grab it and there it goes all over the center of the table...cups of it. I raise my eye bows with my mouth open and just watch. I calmly turn and walk out of the room. You see I am fully aware of her coordination or lack of. Just ask Fig and The Librarian......they will attest that for each time she has dinner at The NJ Waif's there is a broken dish or spilt wine which always points right back to The Lady. There are broken pearl strands at a jewelry party...need I say more. Perhaps in the future if anyone invites her in public it would be best to sit her in the corner.