tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-378235882011-04-21T13:49:41.869-07:00Maddihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02947121999664691881noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37823588.post-1164789919360600312006-11-28T22:16:00.000-08:002006-11-29T02:20:04.980-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/1600/803769/Thanksgiving%20Dinner%202003d.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/320/298672/Thanksgiving%20Dinner%202003d.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What a glorious day! There was a stuffed turkey roasting, potatoes boiling, butternut squash in the oven, yams baking, greenbean casserole baking, pumpkin pies cooling on the pie rack, things were happening! There was going to be a festive, thankful feast!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/1600/462969/amythanksgiving2006008.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/320/122791/amythanksgiving2006008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I was thankful because Amy was home for Thanksgiving! Amy was thankful to get a big home cooked meal, and Jim was thankful just to be home and not at work!<br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/1600/549302/party01.gif"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/320/202055/party01.gif" border="0" /></a>Yippie!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/1600/759311/amythanksgiving2006005.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/320/185463/amythanksgiving2006005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We laughed and we talked, the potatoes we peeled, the turkey was ready, so we gave thanks for our meal.<br /><br />We ate and we ate until we were stuffed. I said "No more please! I've had more than enough!"<br /><br />The waist of my pants felt much, much too tight, so I opened the top snap and bid a good night.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/1600/780750/ThanksgivingT02.gif"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/23/3875/320/960907/ThanksgivingT02.gif" border="0" /></a>I had sweet dreams of pumpkin pie brought to my bed<br />while visions of turkeys danced in my head.<br /><br />In the morning we woke there was time for more fun.<br />So we started to joke about all we had done.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37823588-116478991936060031?l=a-shockey-thanksgiving-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maddihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02947121999664691881noreply@blogger.com0