I am Thankful

for many things all year. But of course, this time of the year makes me reflect on the things even more. So as my pumpkin pie is baking and filling my house with the aromas of the season, I am so thankful for my wonderful family and my friends.
This little poem says it all:
Twas the night of Thanksgiving,
But I just couldn't sleep.
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned - the dark meat and white,
But I fought the temptation with all of my might.
Tossing and turning with anticipation,
The thought of a snack became infatuation.
So, I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door,
And gazed at the fridge, full of goodies galore.
I gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling so plump and so round,
'til all of a sudden, I rose off the ground.
I crashed through the ceiling, floating into the sky,
With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie.
But, I managed to yell as I soared past the trees...
Happy eating to all - pass the cranberries, please.
May your stuffing be tasty, may your turkey be plump.
May your potatoes 'n gravy have nary a lump,
May your yams be delicious may your pies take the prize,
May your Thanksgiving dinner stay off your thighs.
Pass the Alka-Seltzer please....

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL AND TO ALL GOD BLESS!


Thanks Amy for this cute little diddy!