Happy Turkey Day…except to flytrap & doggio who get wished a Happy Day, Turkey(s) 
…back to irk.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 53 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 75 for the day and sunny. A balmy Turkey Day! Tom (or Tomassina bein’ as I did not ascertain the gender) is in the roaster oven. Later on this mornin’ I shall bake the dressin’, bake rolls, make gravy, and warm up the collards. Folks arrive elevenish for drinks and horse ovaries. The feast will be around one this afternoon and hopefully we’ll be rid of everyone by four. Company is great, both comin’ and goin’. 
Luci no worries. This place thrives on TMI.
OK, I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy is demandin’ sustenance. Then I suppose I should purtify at some point. The host must look his best after all.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
To all the Amurrkin Mumpers…
HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!
BLURF Up too early to walk my best friend. We shall commence the cooking marathon shortly.
Happy Thanksgiving all!
My bladder woke me at 4, but I resisted the urge to get up and be productive (see, I made a joke!!!) and I crawled back under the covers once my duty was done. **FCD **got up with Higgs at 5, fed her, then came back to bed. I just got up at 7 because I was dreaming that I had to pee, and I definitely did, but not in the bed, so whew! My teeth are brushed and I’m in my fuzzy robe caffeinating myself while my sweetie sleeps on.
After I finish my surfing routine, I’ll make the punkin pies. That’s pretty much all I have planned for today. Everything else will be spontaneous!
Happy Day of Your Choice!*** to one and all!!
**Hope everyone has a Happy Turkey Day/Happy Thursday!!!
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Happy Thanksgiving!!!
to all y’all American Mumpers
Happy Average November Thursday!!!
to everybody else.
I’m off today, for the 1st time in years. I’m going over to a friends house for Thanksgiving dinner.
Sorry about the start of the day, Luci. And TMI is fine.
When thieves fall out. :dubious:
Since I have been told that no I can’t sit around all day in a tshirt and sweat pants, I suppose I should go purtify. I still say why not cause everybody comin’ knows I’m a slob.
Since I got a dachshund several years ago I’ve been collecting wiener dog things.
Recently I got a sweatshirt and a t-shirt from a high school in Frankfort, Indiana. The high school teams are called “The Hotdogs” Here’s an image. https://www.google.com/search?q=frankfort+hot+dogs&biw=1024&bih=679&tbm=isch&imgil=vw8-8XJxFfHnfM%253A%253B3mt70XMAN7bgDM%253Bhttp%25253A%25252F%25252Fphp.jconline.com%25252Fblogs%25252Fdave%25252Frelish-this-frankfort-mayors-last-minute-pitch-for-hot-dogs-as-usa-todays-best-mascot%25252F&source=iu&pf=m&fir=vw8-8XJxFfHnfM%253A%252C3mt70XMAN7bgDM%252C_&usg=__KL-bApC0q-zrx6K73AcMW6PohiI%3D&ved=0ahUKEwjoiqqVna7JAhVYNYgKHVvDC6wQyjcIKA&ei=jw1XVqiHHdjqoATbhq_gCg#imgrc=vw8-8XJxFfHnfM%3A&usg=__KL-bApC0q-zrx6K73AcMW6PohiI%3D
Due to some dyslexic like learning disability, every time I see that word, I read it as putrefy.
Just sayin’.
Happy Thorsday!
Happy Thanksgiving Day!
It’s a sunny 48 degrees outside, going into the 50’s today.
It’s a bit toasty in here, the new furnace works real well.
I feel like hell this am. I was up and down all night.
MetalMouse lucky you. My two favorite breeds of dogs. I had a mastiff years ago, fantastic dog. I had a basset mix, he was different. I did some pet sitting for a few basset mixes as well. I love them to death but they are a bit too stubborn.
I think chicken for dinner tonight. Sah-son will probably eat pizza, he loves pizza.
Me too!
OK, now I’m all putrified.
DeathMistress, we could also call you Cookie I suppose, tres jake! Frankfort Hot Dogs. Hilarious!
G-d help us all. :dubious:
And a glorious Thursday to everyone!!! And I feel so good today that I’m even including Plant.
I remember the Hot Dogs, baker! My school never played them, but every few years there would be a blurb in the paper. How is Nathan doing?
luci, not much is beyond the pale here in the MMP. I can sympathize with you though; I worked on the dementia wing of a nursing home in my younger days.
metal mouse, have you gotten the Bassett to singwith you yet? 
I just finished a late, hardy breakfast since dinner won’t be until three.
Who the hell are you, and what have you done with kopek? :dubious:
Not that anyone cares.
Nathan is doing just fine. On December 17th we will celebrate our fifth anninversary! Can you believe it’s been that long? I still get a pang when I think of the little doxie who preceded him, but I’m at peace about that now.
Nathan loves to chase squirrels into the trees at the dog park. Then he stands sentry at the trunk of the tree and whines. Now that leaves are down on the trees it’s easier for him to spot the furry tailed rats up there. Sometimes the squirrels even race along the ground, from the fence into the trees. Nathan has never quite caugt one but he’s come close.
Well, The Walking Dead is set in Georgia…
:D:D:D