It's the gut buster holiday, though we eat more on Christmas here.
The last three years we've pawned the cooking off on Bob Evans, and saved a little money and a LOT of time.
I'm thankful for the little stuff because the big stuff is, presently, handled.
Sadly. There is no hockey.
Also: So far I have not checked the mail box. At some point I will forget, I am sure.
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