|It's Arrested Development...|
As soon as my wife and I opened the front door, my brothers unleashed a wave of sarcastic comments that refused to ebb until everyone had been sufficiently and thoroughly doused. We came for pie, but received a cornucopia of quips, jokes and humiliating reminisces—turning our family together time into a verbal battle for honor, glory and survival.
Yes, it was another (in)famous Smith Family Thanksgiving and not an episode of Arrested Development, or even American Gladiators (since when did American Gladiators have delicious pies and cheesecake? I had three pieces, thank you very much).
Lest you think that I didn't enjoy my time with my family, let me assure that I had a wonderful time. Sarcasm is the native language of my family and it's how we communicate our love for each other (so yes, this year there were many expressions of love).
Just wish we could have tried something from the cornballer...