Happy Thanksgiving, Judy! I hope you and yours enjoy a day of grace, gratitude and too much turkey!
What a cute poem! Hope your Thanksgiving is filled with every blessing..:)
Why thank you! How kind of you to wish my thighs well. They could use some good vibes.Happy thanksgiving.
I am afraid the thighs have already had it. We can always hope that the thighs and hips will make it through the Thanksgiving season. It looks like we are in the midst of a Nor'easter of immense proportions through Friday. It has been blowing up to 50 mph here already and raining on and off most of the afternoon.
Love the poem...Happy Thanksgiving, Judy.
Xactly!!! Happy Thanksgiving Judy!
Happy Toikey Day!
Ah...sheer beauty. Lovely poem, eh? (I'm especially lovin' the part about the thighs...)
Especially love the last line. Happy t-day!
I love the turkey's tee!Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
And to you as well!
LOL, LOL...Well, good luck to my thighs and hips and tummy, too! Thanksgiving is just so filled with yummu things to eat...what's a person supposed to do? LOL!A VERY VERY Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, Judy.
I've missed smiling at your blog. Life has been hectic but I'm back in the blogosphere.(I moved my blog and title though, so here is the new info:Title: Emerald Eyes (Still keeping a musical theme)Link (click on the top of this comment or make a note: http://ArtsyGEL18.blogspot.com Cute comic on recent post, too!Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, Judy. Enjoy! :)P.S. "art" is in the middle of the word verification and we're both artists (I consider what you do with flowers definitely an art!)
May you have a wonderful and blessed Thanksgiving Kenju!
A friend sent me a longer version of that last year, Judy. Here's what she sent me: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 TEMPTATIONWITH 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.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 PUDDINGAND 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 GRAVYHAVE NARY A LUMP.MAY YOUR YAMS BE DELICIOUS.MAY YOUR PIES TAKE THE PRIZE,MAY YOUR THANKSGIVING DINNER STAYOFF OF YOUR THIGHS.Michele sent me to visit you today, Judy.
We don't have it but it doesn't mean i can't wish you a happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
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