You'd think I'd have it down by now. For four years in a row I've prepared Christmas dinner with no mom, mother-in-law, or, for that matter, grandmother-in-law to watch over me, no dad to sing endless carols, and no father-in-law to mash the potatoes. And, for the fourth year in a row it's gone off famously.
Why, then, does it feel like something was missing?
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