First off, happy Thanksgiving to everyone...my six followers and those of you that stop by to see what's what. I give thanks today for a happy family, my health, and the fact that my in-laws finally have a dish. Previous holidays I've been subjected to a lot of public television, horrible local news broadcasts, or truly bizarre cable access television (the good people of the Columbia River Gorge are...um...different. Creepy religious puppet shows...ugh).
At my age, I have a love/hate relationship with Thanksgiving. Back in my youth, I'd be able to eat enough to change the gravitational pull around me. Just lucky I never celebrated Thanksgiving at the coast, otherwise I would probably have caused a tsunami. As it was, I got hit by my fair share of comets.
Now, I'm not able to eat much more than a plate or a plate and a half of food before I'm so full I can't even move. Few years ago, I felt so full I was afraid I'd bust through my clothes like a fat pink Hulk. And Fat Pink Hulk...not strong, can not smash. But can moan and/or groan. So as much as I love the food, I have to eat less than the population of a small city. Which sucks. Chalk that up as reason number 1,287 that getting older sucks it.
Anyway, I'm off to give thanks to chocolate cake and NFL football. I hope you all enjoyed the holiday.
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