Thanksgiving With The Obamas
My Thanksgiving was pretty low-key. I had the Obamas over. B.O. and I have been friends ever since we were Community Organizers together back in Chicago. Don't believe me? Well, here's a link of us at work back in the day: https://youtu.be/MiOHQ4Rhgx4 So, when President Obama calls, I jump. But this time it wasn't President Obama who actually called me. It was his wife. "I found your number in my husband's secret address book," she told me. There was an edge to her voice. For some reason she never liked me. I put the phone down. It usually takes her 27 minutes to get to the point. When I picked the phone back up, she was saying, "...so I need you to host Thanksgiving for us. I'd do it myself, but I'm getting my hair done." She hung up before I could answer. And that's how I got stuck cooking a turkey with all the trimmings yesterday. When they knocked, as a practical joke I pulled down my zipper and stuck the...