We all seem to be on the road to health. Bug's cough is finally almost gone and she is getting back to normal eating. Megs and Mr. Man are holding strong and not getting the cold symptoms she had so it looks like it should be a good weekend.
I'll be cooking the traditional meal tomorrow for 14 people and adding about 5 more for the weekend of "St. Sausage Day".
Travel safely if you are on the road this weekend. Here is a poem I received today. I'm passing on the wishes to you:
May your stuffing be tasty, may your turkey be plump.
May your potatoes 'n gravy have nary a lump,
May your yams be delicious, may your pies take the prize,
May your Thanksgiving dinner stay off your thighs!
1 comment:
it's not my thighs i'm worried about. it's everything between the chest and the hips that's going to suffer tomorrow!
happy thanksgiving, moni. my love to the whole clan.
s.
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