Although it isn’t Thanksgiving Day for me, it is still my birthday, has been for 42 years. I’m planning a nice, indulgent day, followed by an evening alone after Jim goes off to curl. Oh well - we’re having my birthday party on Saturday, and I have lots of “Dr. Who” to watch - life is good. 
I know there’s at least one other Doper who shares my birthday - Happy Birthday to you too, Shirley Ujest!
Happy birthday to both of you and any others, and happy day to the rest of you turkeys!
Happy Birthday, featherlou! Hope you enjoy your day, and your party on Saturday!
Happy Birthday, featherlou! I promise not to stay out drinking too late after the game! 
My birthday is always in the vicinity of our Thanksgiving, which means I often get to celebrate with my extended family. However it was preempted this year because Election Day fell on my birthday and I was campaign manager… eek!
I didn’t do anything for my birthday at all, not even afterward because I was too wiped, but I did have Thanksgiving with my future-sister-in-law’s family the Sunday previous. It was a nice way to relax a bit before the mayhem.
Happy birthday featherlou and Shirley Ujest!
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!
I am stuffed to the point of barfing, nearly in a food induced coma, but I came in here to wish featherlou a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!11!!!
Excuse me, I have to waddle over to the couch, wrestle my 10 year old for the remote and plant myself in front of the boob tube until I become catatonic.
Or…I could go to Michaels…where there is a sale going on!!!
I read this first as us birthday gals were turkeys - hey! I thought. I am no turkey! Then I realized what you meant.
Well, I’m not stuffed full of turkey,but I am quite full of birthday cake. Chocolate cake with chocolate frosting - I have no idea why people make any other kind. Why mess with perfection?
Happy Birthday! And please keep all the chocolate north of the border, would you?
Well, that’s a little personal, don’t you think?
Happy birthday!
I always felt bad for my brother. His birthday is right next to Christms, so his prezzies get stuck in with his X-mas prezzies. Prolly why he turned into totalitarian penis-head.
You, my dear, are a dear. Bless you.
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Well played, m’lady. 