Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Why, yes, I'll have a little corn, thank you.

<---Corny, isn't it.

And like most corny things, it's true.

What am I thankful for? You.

Yes, you. You're as dear to me as are the friends I can really see.

I am thankful for you, my precious internet friends.

If it were up to me, you'd all be sitting around my table, chowing down on pecan pie and persimmon pudding tomorrow. And no, I'm not QUITE as old as the lady serving the turkey in this very famous picture.

But I bet that lady likes to listen to Radiohead and Offspring and Cake when nobody's looking, too.

Speaking of cake, I need to go back to the kitchen and put some frosting on mine. Well, on half of it. My kids don't like frosting.

Happy Thanksgiving to you all. I hope all your dreams come true. *

except that really weird one where you've been pulled over by the policeman and he's asking you to step out of your car and you don't want to because you're naked. . . . .