Thursday, Nov 8.
Thanksgiving Day is two weeks from today.
I must get my brother’s Holiday Ale shipped to him, or forego him getting any altogether.
The wife and I were up until 4 this morning, watching the TV series Jericho. I had never seen it. It is addicting. She will be zonked until well after noon. I think she is beginning to understand why I store so much food.
I am getting the voice in the back of my head to go ahead and get our turkey to avoid the crowds at the grocery store; other than that, I am set although I prefer a whole ‘bunch’ of celery with the tops instead of the ‘celery hearts’ which contain no leaves at all. The leaves impart yet another flavor into the stuffing, with which I always stuff the bird.
Thunderstorms back in the forecast today, as the sky is dark. If I gotta go to town, now would be the time.
Perhaps I should back off on the Irish Cream in my coffee for breakfast.