HAPPY THANKSGIVING, MY CHIRRUNS

As I was being assisted down from my neighbor's tree again (this time fully clothed, much to the relief of Officers Neher and McGrath)the last thing I remember doing was walking the woods in search of some mushrooms for a special stuffing I enjoy making for Mr. Weaver for our thanksgiving turkey. I found a most beautiful large round red mushroom with what appeared to be crystal sugar dots on its cap. It looked so yummy and inviting I had to take a bite. Not long after that first bite, I noticed a keebler elf off in the distance, giving me the side eye, and before I knew it, he was in pursuit of me and my red delicious mushroom. Must be how I wound up in the tree again.

Well, after that incident, I lost my mushroom, therefore ruining Thanksgiving dinner this year at home. So, Mr. Weaver and I have decided to pack up the Bacardi and head for New England for the holiday. Vermont is lovely this time of year, and there is no better place to spend a Rockwell Thanksgiving than in Rutland.


We once celebrated a "Disney Thanksgiving" in Florida, but I don't recommend it. Minnie over cooks the bird and Goofy drinks a bit too much and gets handsy, while Mickey gets all up in your face about the evils of holiday commercialism. Little known fact...Donald Duck eats more turkey than anyone else at the table (I know, weird! I thought he was a vegetarian too). Of course he spits all over everything on the table when he talks, leaving everyone else grossed out and refusing seconds. Never again.

So, this afternoon, we packed our bags, and by tomorrow, we will be on our way to holiday heaven. Our holiday roads trips are always filed with Christmas carols blasting on the radio, hot buttered rum in our laps, police lights flashing in the rear view mirror, handcuffs and Miranda rights, cavity searches, charges of DUI, and all the pumpkin pie you could crave!

side note: Helena kids about the hot buttered rum in the car. I do not condone it. You could seriously burn our lap! For reals people, don't drink and drive with the hard (or hot) stuff.

We here locally have so much to be thankful for this year, with the promise of a new year sure to be full of progress. But let's not forget the most important thing. This is a time to enjoy and spend with your loved ones, and be thankful for having them. I myself am thankful for so many things...mostly I'm thankful for that beautiful mushroom.

To my family, my friends, and all (well, most) of Shandaken, I wish you a wonderful Thanksgiving, and may you spend it with the ones you love and who love you.

Beware the elves guarding the beautiful mushrooms.