No, wait. That’s not right. This isn’t going to make nearly enough gravy.
This little guy wandered onto the counter last night as I was typing. At my gasp, Lloyd came over and studied it, despite my repeatedly yelling, “GetaglassgetaglassgetaglassGETAGLASS!” Good news – it will not bite, sting or rob people. It eats bad beetles, and is actually so cute, I considered keeping it.
(in a glass.)
(forever.)
So, it’s Thanksgiving – ’round the table everyone!
1. I am grateful that every time I swallow, my ears aren’t actually exploding, because they kind of feel like they are.
2. I am grateful that we have a four-day supply of orange juice in the house, and plenty to eat.
3. I’m grateful that I can spell grateful, even though it doesn’t look right the first time, but greatful is really wronger.
What are you ghraitphull 4?
P.S. Beth, are we supposed to check on Bobbie today or just yesterday?
Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever been first! I’m grateful for that!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!
Are you up late or up early?
When the kids left the room today to go home, the rest of us would bid them “Happy Thanksgiving!” and I thought of you.
Early. Don’t want to miss a minute of one of the best days of the year!
I’m thankful for trips to Baltimore. And friends who check on our cat while we’re gone.
(And today would be nice if you don’t mind. Harold will be home already tomorrow evening, so tomorrow isn’t an issue.)
I’m grayetfeull for Thanksgiving visitors who do all the cooking for me.
I’m grateful for friends who play grate on the ukulele and make a grate moscow mule.
I’m greightfoil for both kids being home for Thanksgiving & for one more American joining us for dinner to even things out.
Will it live out its days in Disneyland, or under glass?
Oh yes, and I am blessed! (I can’t speall ghreitgphul)