STUFFED

I will say this, I am STUFFED. Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, veggies and of course, pecan pie. Today we took a Thanksgiving dinner to Aunt Rose and Grandma. It was great to spend time with them and then surprise! The kids and Mike showed up... fun! Then we spent time at Mom's house. Thanksgiving dinner tastes pretty good when someone else makes it.

It's WAY cold here in Wisconsin... 13 degrees without the windchill. With the energy deal the way it is, Dan and I are wearing our muckluck socks and sweat pants and I am wearing a sweatshirt. Now we are enjoying the James Bond marathon on Spike TV. Goldfinger is on next, one of my favorites... 007 movies are comforting to me because they remind me of my Dad, M*A*S*H is the same way. I miss him on days like today, miss him every day but on holidays perhaps a bit more. Those are kind of expected. Mostly it is on the days when I acheive something, or the times when I need advice or when the nieces and nephews are up to good things.

Debating on the great shopping caper... should we or should we not? If so, perhaps not until later. They just played the best scene as a promo for Goldfinger.

James Bond: "Do you expect me to talk?"
Goldfinger: "No Mr. Bond, I expect you to die."

Greatest lame theme song: Goldfingah!