Well...today I was astonished to learn that someone actually read my blog. So, at Rys's behest I will write some more (even if she's the only one who ever reads them) 
Last night I went to bed sad. See, this is the first Thanksgiving in a decade I will spend without my wife. This morning though, I cut out the pissing and moaning. There's far-far too much to be thankful for to bellyache. I hope everyone celebrating today can somehow manage to feel the same way.
One thing I am extremely thankful for occured to me this morning. While out on my morning run I saw a boy climbing a ladder. He was probably 13 or 14 yrs. old and wearing jeans that only a 70 yr. old man would wear.(I think they were Rustlers and I think his parents should be shot because this kid's not getting laid anytime soon) So today I am thankful for my fashion sense and that I don't own those jeans!!!
Last night I went to bed sad. See, this is the first Thanksgiving in a decade I will spend without my wife. This morning though, I cut out the pissing and moaning. There's far-far too much to be thankful for to bellyache. I hope everyone celebrating today can somehow manage to feel the same way.
One thing I am extremely thankful for occured to me this morning. While out on my morning run I saw a boy climbing a ladder. He was probably 13 or 14 yrs. old and wearing jeans that only a 70 yr. old man would wear.(I think they were Rustlers and I think his parents should be shot because this kid's not getting laid anytime soon) So today I am thankful for my fashion sense and that I don't own those jeans!!!
rys:
Man, going the bed sad is never a good idea. And, as I have learned, neither is going to bed hot. Both lead to weird dreams. And who knows, maybe that kid will pull the rockabilly retro 20 year old grrls. Heaven!