Happy Thanksgiving!

I wish everyone a wonderful Thanksgiving! Manderz, I'm thinking of you as you cook today (and being thankful that I'm not cooking). Becky, James, Nicole, and Sarah we miss you terribly. As I sit here, all the aunts are scurrying around the kitchen. Lisa is mashing potatoes, Debby is dressing the salad, Linda is making the carrots and garlic green beans, and my mom is tending to the turkeys. Sherry has actually just escaped to the family room to play with Jules, but that's okay since she's provided so many delicious pies. Kathy will soon be walking through the door with her cheesy cauliflower (and three grandsons in tow) and Kris has gone over to put the rolls in the oven. (Beck, she took your job!) Liz, Zack, Jen, and Emily are sitting in the family room chatting and enjoying the turkey aroma. We can't wait to dig in.

And yes, there's enough stuffing to sell on the street.

I hope you all have fabulous Thanksgivings (or had, in the case of Becky who is half a day ahead of us) and that we'll see you for Christmas.

No, that's one plus two plus one plus one.

So, last night my heavy, glass light fixture in my hallway mysteriously detached itself from my ceiling and crashed ten feet to the floor. I think my house is trying to give me a concussion.

I am car kryptonite!

So, there was the time a branch, no, make that a log, fell from a tree and shattered my windshield. Then there was the other time a log fell from a tree and shattered the back window of the car I was borrowing while my car was in the shop. Then there was the time I had to have my engine replaced after only 62,000 miles. I have my father's luck with cars.

Recently, Uncle Denny moved his parking spot and offered me his old one, in a city garage. I haven't even been parking there two weeks and last night two floors of the building collapsed. Collapsed!

My only surprise is that my car wasn't in there at the time. It could have finished the job the log started.

I despise Randy Moss with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns.

I don't want to get into it; it's a long story. Suffice it to say that man will take any opportunity to screw me over and he's proven it in spades this week. I loathe him from the bottom of his hooves to the top of his pitchfork.

PS...

I think I love Barney.

To Becky, Megs, and Liz...

I just started on the pilot of How I Met Your Mother. I hope you guys are right about this show.

ABC is clearly wicked and evil.

The ABC network, which I am certain stands for Absolutely Beastly and Cruel, has canceled what is easily the most clever and original show on television: Pushing Daisies. I feel betrayed, bewildered, and bereft. It's like Arrested Development all over again. Can no one recognize genius anymore? I'm SO glad ABC will have more room in its lineup for those scintillating episodes of Wife Swap!

Ridiculous!