. . . and once again, Lucy Van Pelt suckers Charlie Brown into believing she would not pull the football away!!! Once again, Charlie Brown goes up in the air and lands on his back with a THUD! In the meantime, Snoopy is slinking up behind Linus with only one goal in mind: to steal Linus' security blanket. Across the street, Sally Brown is staring longingly at her Sweet Baboo, even though he did ruin Halloween for her by convincing her to sit in the pumpkin patch with him all night waiting for the elusive - and totally imaginary, at least to her - Great Pumpkin. Woodstock, meanwhile, is perched atop Snoopy's doghouse. He's tired. He needs a nap. He needs the comfort of Snoopy's chest rising and falling to lull him to sleep.
Okay, that's not why I'm going AAAAGGGHHHHH. Today is the day before Thanksgiving and I have waaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy too much stuff to do. I've already made the brine to soak the turkey in - I was up at 6 to start the brine, it is currently decreasing in temperature. When it reaches room temp, I'll immerse the lovely bird in the brine. Oh, but wait, that's only one of the gazillion things I must do on this day before Thanksgiving. I have desserts to make, cornbread for the dressing - which must then stale overnight, cranberry sauce, go to the wine store, clean the house, oh, and get lights to decorate the holly and cedar trees outside the house, and . . . and . . . and the list goes on. Does it end there? Of course not, there is still much cooking to do tomorrow as well. Ahhhh, tomorrow, the smell of roasting turkey floating through the house. Mmmmmmmm . . .
So, in the spirit of trying to do it all, I have already written today as well . . . and not just on the blog. I hope to get some more writing done later today. I'm just taking things slowly, and hoping for the best. In the end, that's all anyone can do.
Happy Thanksgiving to one and all, and just Happy Day to those who don't celebrate the American tradition of overeating to the point of insensibility!!!