I'm thankful for you and for whoever invented leftovers, in roughly that order.

May your turkey be juicy and your group chat stay drama-free.

Reminder: pie is technically a fruit serving. Plan accordingly.

I'd say I'm thankful for you, but the mashed potatoes are a close second.

Hope your stuffing is crispy, your gravy is hot and your uncle skips the politics.

Wishing you a Thanksgiving where the pie gets cut after dinner, not before. Kidding, eat it whenever you want.

Leftover sandwiches at midnight are the real Thanksgiving tradition. Enjoy yours.

The cranberry sauce still has the can ridges on it, and that's exactly how we like it.

I volunteered to bring the rolls again, because we all remember what happened when I tried the turkey.

Happy Thanksgiving! Remember, whoever cooks doesn't wash. I'll be cooking.

Let the record show I offered to help with the dishes. Loudly. Twice.

Hope your turkey thawed in time. If not, there's always pizza and gratitude.

May your nap be long and your dishwasher volunteers many.

Wishing a calm kitchen to every host who's currently Googling 'how long to rest a turkey.'

Every year I learn something new on Thanksgiving. This year: the oven is not big enough. It never is.

Grateful for our friendship and the fact that you never judge my Thanksgiving leftovers containers. All twelve of them.

Happy Friendsgiving! Thankful for friends who show up with a dish and stay to argue about board game rules.

Thanks for another year of friendship. I'd give you my last slice of pie. Probably. Don't test it.

Wishing you a holiday full of food and short on awkward small talk.

Hope your family asks fewer questions than mine. Text me if you need an emergency call to escape.

Friendsgiving rule: whoever brings store-bought pie has to pretend they baked it. I'll go first.

Thankful we're friends, because nobody else would trade leftovers with me after seeing my fridge.

Thankful you're my sibling, since nobody else would split the last roll with me.

Happy Thanksgiving! I've been practicing my wishbone technique all year. Prepare to lose.

Kids' table reunion this year? We're adults now, but we can still sneak dessert first.

Mom, thank you for cooking all day. I'll show my appreciation by eating everything and then taking a nap on your couch.

Dad, may your team win and your carving knife stay sharp. Happy Thanksgiving!

Our family group chat has 214 messages about ice and one about the actual dinner. Never change.

Grandma, we all know you're the real head chef. The rest of us are just here to stir and taste.

Enjoy the short week! My out-of-office reply is already stretching for its big moment.

May your Wi-Fi be strong enough to stream the game and weak enough to avoid work email.

Thankful for a team that shares credit, shares snacks and doesn't schedule meetings on Wednesday afternoon.

Happy Thanksgiving! The office potluck was practice. Go win the real thing.

Here's to four days off, zero calendar invites and a long, guilt-free nap.

Happy Turkey Day! Pace yourself. There's always one more side dish.

Gobble gobble! That's turkey for 'have a great day.'

Let's talk turkey: you're one of my favorite people.

Stuffed, thankful and ready for a nap. You?

I'm thankful for you. And pie. Mostly you. Okay, it's close.

Hope your gravy is smooth and your relatives are smoother.

Today's plan: parade, feast, football, nap. In that order.

Thanks for being the sweet potato to my marshmallow.

The turkey's done, the table's set, the dog's as hopeful as you'd bet. We'll eat until the plates are clean, then nap through every football scene.

Roses are red, cranberries too, I saved the biggest slice for you. Well, saved it for a while, that's true, until I ate a bite or two.

I meant to cook, I meant to bake, instead I bought a grocery cake. I'll make up for my kitchen crimes by washing dishes. Several times.

We passed the peas, we passed the yams, the rolls, the beans, the honey hams. The best thing passed throughout the day? The second pie. Hip, hip, hooray!