Traditional. Four generations of Clan McGoshin will gather en-masse at the home of The McGoshin Matriarch, our eldest living ancestor. This feared and revered being is also known as "Mom."
We will entreat the blessings of the Almighty upon Clan McGoshin, and give thanks for all good things.
Then the people of the Clan McGoshin will feast on aardvarks, and sloths, and orangutans, and fruit bats, and breakfast cereals, and.... no wait a minute, that's Monty Python. I meant turkey, ham, broccoli-cheese casserole, sweet-tater casserole, dressing and cranberries. :mrgreen:
And the people of Clan McGoshin will lay about in a lazy manner and watch sporting events, talk about things, and watch the children, grandchildren and great-granchildren run by and admonish them not to be so noisy.
And The Matriarch will smile benevolently on us all, and tell us to clean up and GTFO until Christmas. :mrgreen:
