Tales of Wit and Charm…

turkey? bring it on. while dining on dead animal is usually not my thaaaang…..thanksgiving is an exception. a giant golden brown exception.
i love it all!! sweet potatoes. cranberry sauce. pecan pie. just not that icky jello salad my grandma always insists i like—i sneak in and throw it away when she isn’t looking. shhhhhh, deny deny deny. i eat enough in one day to last months. why do you think i am not hungry until easter?

this year will be a little different, well a LOT different. we are eating at my
parents. which means i have been playing housewife today. barefoot in the kitchen. the only thing missing is the hidden whiskey bottle—sigh. i have a new found respect for all those who slave for days preparing dinner. three hours and i am spent. exhausted. ready for nightcap, book, and tubby.

happy thanksgiving everyone!!! enjoy that dead bird for friday shall be tofu!

frank sinatra
johnny cash
lou reed
jd salinger
zooey glass
owen wilson
john cusak
my grandfather, grant
my nephew, carter grant

the other shall remain nameless, he knows who he is.

During his recent trip to Beijing. Dubya tried to exit through a locked door. Realizing his mistake he made a “mock” grimace. After an aide showed him the way out he joked, “I was trying to escape.” “It didn’t work.”

a mock grimace? isn’t this how he always looks?

dear jessica–

my favorite part of today’s game was the end, when byu didn’t win!!!

during the zions post game interview when questioned about ratliff a byu player asked who that was. while i am no expert, i would think that knowing the other teams starting quarterback might just be an important detail.

johnny cash. one of the few, if not only things i have in common with the menfolk in my family. we love him, always have. the day he died my grandfather called me near tears to pass on the heartbreaking news. to my family his passing was tragic, we lost a member of our own clan.

where i come from a truck has a few essential items–a worn johnny cash tape, beef jerkey, and day old coffee. some of my earliest memories consist of driving the countryside with my grandpa listening to johhny songs. trying to please him i learned the words so i could sing along. he would look at me with pure delight. this, is why i love johnny.

the point? today is the long awaited day to see “walk the line”. finally.
i must see it tonight! i also have a date with the most amazing man i know, my grandfather, to see it over thanksgiving.