Happy Thanksgiving to you all! Yes, I am posting on Thanksgiving. Why? Because I wanted to share something extraordinary that I accomplished today. I made yams for the first time in my adult life...actually my entire life. Isn't that great?! Maybe...

Ok,that's not my real accomplishment. What I really achieved today was a sense of "okayness" (is that even a word?). I guess I should tell the story, and it does have to do with the yams afterall.

So, it is Thanksgiving and I decided to try this new recipe for yams. This is a shocker in more than one sense. For one, I do not like yams...in fact I rather dislike them. Second, I don't like to cook (or at least I thought I didn't like to cook). But that's beside the point.

There I was, chopping away at the yams, dicing them into bite-sized pieces and such. Then I made the sweet sauce stuff that goes on top of it (it consisted of butter...lots of butter, brown sugar, and Dr. Pepper of all things). I was actually feeling pretty confident about going through and preparing this traditional Thanksgiving dish. I wasn't freaking out, worrying if it was going to turn out ok. And that's the accomplishment right there.

I know, it might seem lame to some of you. But it's a real big thing for me. I mean, I used to freak out frying an egg...worrying if it was perfect or that it turned out the right shape, or the yolk was cooked enough. I was always afraid of judgment in that sense.

Well, not today! Yep, I baked some yams today without worrying about how they would turn out...even though it was brought to my attention that it's not a good idea to try out new recipes on Thanksgiving. Oops...wait...oh well. As I was pouring the sauce over the yams I had the thought: "It doesn't matter if they turn out. If they turn out good, then that great! It they don't, then it's not the end of the world."

So there you have it...I baked yams and it's not the end of the world, at least not for me. If it is the end of the world, my apologies in advance that I brought it on sooner than people were expecting (like 2012).

Happy Thanksgiving!

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