Waiting Game

First of all, who turned on the heat? It's 80 degrees and humid here again today. Dear Old Man Winter, where the hell are you?

Not much going on. At this point, it's just a waiting game for me. T-minus two days until I can indulge in a Thanksgiving feast. I have been making room in my system by taking ginormous dumps in the backyard.

I've also been thinking about what I'm thankful for this Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for pork ears, treats, bacon, and Melody the Basset who lives down the street. Not so thankful for Lulu. But, what I am most thankful for this Thanksgiving is that my mom isn't doing any of the cooking. If you've ever tasted her "cooking", you would agree.

Love and Turkey Guts,
FLASH