Tomorrow is Turkey Day
Sylvia, Mandy and Alex plan to arrive later today. That will add even more excitement to this household. Grandmother made the cakes, but Sylvia is bringing the pies. I can’t wait to see what she picked out for us this year! Yum Yum!
I wish you could see Grandmother and me in the morning when we get up early to get the turkey in the oven. It’s like I have a wrestling match with that big old bird. I think he fights back as I work him over to get him in the pan. Grandmother acts as referee. So far I have won every match with the turkeys. And, I don’t intend to start loosing now.
Here’s a cute Happy Thanksgiving greeting card that shows the making of a pumpkin pie. Just click on the drawing below:
I was Robbed!
Yesterday while we had gone to the airport to pick up Bethany, my son, Kevin, came over to our house to mow the yard for me. He could not find the gas can, so he called us. We told him where it was, but he still could not find it. We were confused.
It wasn’t until we had arrived home that we found out we had been robbed. Some lowlifes had broken into our out building and robbed me of almost all of my fishing equipment and a 5 gallon can full of gas. They stole 12 fishing rods and reels, 3 tackle boxes, some rod holders, and my gas can. I’m sure the total value will be over $3,000 based on a rough estimate I made. It looks like the robbery took place sometime Sunday night.
Someone said, “Cheer up, things could be worse.” The guy responded, “So I cheered up. And sure enough, things got worse.”
UPDATE: My new insurance does not go into effect until December 1. So my existing Nationwide insurance will be responsible for my loss. How about that.
Back for Blood Work
I go back to have more blood work done today. I’m hoping my blood is reacting favorably to the medication.
UPDATE: My numbers are improving so it looks like my last day of shots may be Friday. I hope so, my tummy feels like a pin cushion.
I hope you are with family and close friends
as you celebrate Thanksgiving 2009.
That always makes the day more special.
We can only be said to be alive in those moments
when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.
Joke of the Day
A man in Florida, in his 80s, calls his son in New York one November day.The father says to the son, “I hate to tell you, but we’ve got some troubles here in the house. Your mother and I can’t stand each other anymore, and we’re getting a divorce. I’ve had it! I want to live out the rest of my years in peace. I’m telling you now, so you and your sister shouldn’t go into shock later when I move out.”
He hangs up, and the son immediately calls his sister in the Hamptons and tells her the news.
The sister says, “I’ll handle this.”
She calls Florida and says to her father, “Don’t do ANYTHING till we get there! We’ll be there Wednesday night.”
The father agrees, “All right.”
The old man hangs up the phone and hollers to his wife, “Okay, they’re coming for Thanksgiving. Now, what are we going to tell them for Christmas?”