It's the morning after Thanksgiving.
Still feeling the warm glow of the shared meal with my folks.
Welcoming the joy of the holiday season.
Hopeful for the new year to come.
Let's go trample strangers for knockoff electronics and obligatory gifts for those we pretend to love!

— Joseph Patrick Pillsbury Costello III (@Patrick39821797) November 29, 2019

Everybody is fed and happy.
I, like other Costello men before me, am a beast in the kitchen!
Dad threw me out of the kitchen so he could do the dishes.
Mom LOVED the gravy.
Resting with Pooka now (the cat oinked out on turkey). I am very thankful.
Happy Thanksgiving! pic.twitter.com/YW5f7UePIR

— Joseph Patrick Pillsbury Costello III (@Patrick39821797) November 28, 2019

Turkey is in the oven.
Stuffing is ready to bake when it is time. Veggies and gazed carrots ready to finish just before dinner.
The house smells wonderful.
Mom is playing house setting the table with her favorite dishes.
Dad is watching television.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

— Joseph Patrick Pillsbury Costello III (@Patrick39821797) November 28, 2019

I'll be cooking Thanksgiving dinner this year.
The last time I did this, I spent the entire time dancing with Amy to Fats Waller.
That day was a gift.
Today is a gift.
Be thankful for what you have as well as lost. It all shapes us into who we are supposed to be.#Thanksgiving

— Joseph Patrick Pillsbury Costello III (@Patrick39821797) November 28, 2019

In 2013 I weighed more than a fully grown giant panda.
In 2019 I weigh less than a kangaroo.
I never thought dieting would turn me into a walking Noah's Ark! pic.twitter.com/BHxqMdz7EV

— Joseph Patrick Pillsbury Costello III (@Patrick39821797) November 25, 2019

I was going to play Dueling Banjos with dad, but he yelled, "Maclunkey!" and missed all of the banjo strings before falling out of his chair.#Maclunkey

— Joseph Patrick Pillsbury Costello III (@Patrick39821797) November 12, 2019