"The person who has stopped being thankful has fallen asleep in life." Robert Louis Stevenson
I'll be away for the next two days celebrating my favorite holiday with some of my favorite people, my extended family in Pennsylvania. Here's a little poem to think about as you dine tomorrow:
May your stuffing be tasty
May your turkey plump,
May your potatoes and gravy
Have never a lump.
May your yams be delicious
And your pies take the prize,
And may your Thanksgiving dinner
Stay off your thighs!
(I found this on another blog site. It is NOT my original work.)