Be safe, be well, be happy [@Thanksgiving]

~m

98% of people say ‘Oh Shit!’ before going in the ditch on a slippery road.
The other 2% are from Massachusetts and they say,
‘Hold my beer and watch this!’

*I usually say,
“Put on your seatbelt. I’m going to try something.
I’ve only seen it done in a cartoon but I think I can do it.”

Happy Thanksgiving, folks!
I will be off and on with the blog for the next few days as I prepare Thursday’s feast.
Roast turkey, mashed potatoes with gravy, cranberry sauce, sweet potato casserole and on and on.
Be safe, be well, be happy and be full . . .

Healing Father,
so often my life is marred by anger and resentments.
I thank you today for the people who have stood by me in my pain.
I thank you for those who have heard, challenged, advised and loved me.
Their presence has given me hope and freedom.
I thank you, for you have let them carry me into the calm waters of your grace.
Amen.

Just thinking about the many people in my life that truly matter.
A special reading in church this morning made me understand that as strong as
I think I am, I too, occasionally need to be carried along.
Thanks to all that have cared enough to let me know that.
You know who you are.
Keeping the faith for a bit longer . . .

mE. cOOkING
gOOD. sTUFFING.
hAPPY tURKEY dAy, aLL
ALL nONSENSE, sUCH aS mE
mUST bE THE iMPeNDING dOsE oF tRYPTOpHAN . . .
Got a kick out of my malfunctioning CAPS key tonight.
Have a great Thanksgiving everybody.

The next few days will find me laboring in the kitchen.
Not a great time for blogging.
I’ve had a few great ideas over the past few days but they won’t see the blog until sometime next week.
Please be patient.
I may be around, I may not.
But don’t get too excited.

A Happy Thanksgiving!

to all of my readers!
Be safe, be well and damn you if you’re frying your turkey.
Sommmm’ bitch, I’m jealous!
Talk to y’all in a few days . . .
Peace, Out
~M

ps. as far as which one I’d stuff?
Guess it all depends on how many people I’m trying to feed.
Later, folks