For what it's worth, Chase, you can never kid too soon in this thread. As a matter of fact, you can never do anything too soon in this thread. I mean, it's not like we all have a bunch of time left, you know? Get it done early and often.I’ve enjoyed scanning the posts at the bar, grill, and infirmary. Wonderful and talented folks from interesting walks of life. I’m of the mind I kidded too much too soon, but I’m hoping not the wrong residents here at the home.
For those just beginning to rebuild from Sandy, our small troubles pale to nothing. However, Kay has been working two hard years to sell her house on wooded acres, and today it sold, so we’re both celebrating our thanks for our upturns of fortune: she’s crawled out of a money pit from hell; I’m getting my mate back. Thanksgiving takes on a greater meaning for us this season.
I respect those who don’t consume animal products. I note from reading your past posts how many here survived on grits alone--or at least coated with butter or with cream and sugar. If that’s you, please don’t read further.
I’ve got all the fixin’s from my rows at the community garden--everything for succotash, spuds and tomatoes I grew (too many of which I traded to a lady for two yams she must’ve spun from pure gold), and a pumpkin big enough for two pies.
Everything except the bird in the hand which is still in the bush. I plan to bag him this week. We don’t need a huge tom, and I spotted three young jakes yesterday. My Oregon state turkey tag will look good on one of them.
I also have respect for those who hunt the aisles of Safeway. I merely chose a different way and will keep those interested up to date on Thanksgiving at our house, 1621 revisited.
I see Gail just had her full stop.Good finish, Gail.
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As a matter of fact, you can never do anything too soon in this thread. I mean, it's not like we all have a bunch of time left, you know?
What he said, Chase.For what it's worth, Chase, you can never kid too soon in this thread. As a matter of fact, you can never do anything too soon in this thread. I mean, it's not like we all have a bunch of time left, you know? Get it done early and often.
Looking forward to reading about your Thanksgiving menu.
He may have spiked the Lasix.
I see Gail just had her fool stop.
*cough*
What he said, Chase.
...well, plus a Win 30-30 for evangelicals when they stop by and other rabid varmints.
I always thought of Lavern as angelic, not evilangelic.Don't look now but Lavern is kinda looking your way.
comparisons of Hurricane Sandy, before and after...
You got it just right, JBear.HAPPY FIXTY BIRTHDAY, LAVERN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't look now but Lavern is kinda looking your way.
The good news is that you're still a puppy compared to most of us, Lavern.Ok, two things:
#1. Joe, do you really think I'm not packing too when I go door-to-doordemandingasking people to accept Geezuz?
#2. Yes, it's true - I turned 60 today - And for all of you who say: DANG! You don't look a day over 40, there's homemade pecan pie and ice cream awaiting you.
She's going to lock and load and go door-to-doorSo what are you going to do special today?
She's going to lock and load and go door-to-doordemandingasking people to accept Geezuz?
... I always invite them in to sit and discuss the rational and philosophical aspects of their views. (Most walk away, after a half hour, shaking their heads.)
That confirms my suspicions - you have been here. (This is really gonna confuse Gail - she knows I don't wear skivvies.)They walk away shaking their heads because of the fact that during the "discussion," you strip down to your skivvies and starting singing show tunes.