It’s November which means Thanksgiving. I like holidays! I enjoy Valentines because it’s a few days before my birthday (and there’s lots of chocolate), Halloween since I get to dress up (and there’s lots of chocolate), Easter for religious reasons (and there’s lots of chocolate), but Thanksgiving is my absolute favorite.
I think it’s a result of the beautiful colors of the changing leaves, the crisp edge that outlines each breathe, the weight of my comforter on my bed, the smell of baking everywhere you go, and the fact that there’s lots of chocolate. (I’m sensing a pattern here…)
It’s a season of gratitude also ~ hence the name: Thanksgiving. Regardless of race, gender, age, or who you will vote for next November, we are all blessed and this month is the perfect time to list just how fortunate we are.
Last week, I was in a discussion with Mama Mia and Little Boy Blue about cows - don’t ask - and the process of branding the hide. We eventually ended the conversation-but not before talking about, uh, bull emasculation if you will. Little Boy Blue's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "I'm thankful I'm not a cow!"
Um, yes. Aren't we all. ...Mama Mia, what's for dinner? Hamburgers?
Oh yeah, and speaking of segways, have you submitted a caption yet?