We're heading up north in a bit for the big "eat till you bust a gut then pass out on the couch after politically heated debates at the dinner table and fourteen pieces of pie and eight glasses of wine", also affectionately known as Thanksgiving.
I'll be in Duluth all weekend- I predict that my posts this weekend will seem colder, windier, a little passive-aggressive, and I'll be lengthening my "O"s a little bit, a la "Fargo".
In the spirit of the season, here's a little clip for y'all. Oh my, I do love me some Kenny Rogers.
Ha! "Quit fisting the turkey."
I'm taking it as a personal challenge to fit this into dinner conversation today.
I thought I'd wish you a Happy Thanksgiving before you slip into a food coma!
Happy Turkey Day my friend!
Have a great Thanksgiving, Lady.
Happy Thanksgiving WM!
oh go, drink, eat, pass out.
it IS thursday after all.
hugs from sf, baby.
That Whiskey girl has all the fun!
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