It’s too cold out, I can tell you. There is no call for the weather to start feeling Winterish over the Thanksgiving holiday.
I don’t know how we’re going to fit 21 people for Thanksgiving dinner around a table that seats 14.
Do you know how hard it is to get anything accomplished at this time of year?
I can’t concentrate, and tomorrow’s Mass schedule really stinks.
Well, we’ll be missing Peter, Kristina and our two granddaughters this year, won’t we?
Oh, sure, it’s easy for YOU to lay out a big spread tomorrow; you don’t have to PAY for it.
I thought I raked up all the leaves last weekend. Where did those yellow ones come from?
Dang it, there is no trash collection here on Thanksgiving Day, and Thursday is our trash day.
The college music rooms are closed over the holidays. Thomas will have to do his five or six hours of daily practicing here at home!
Did you know the hot water heater isn’t working right?
What? Even Uncle Fred is coming?!
But there’s a good book I’ve been wanting to read . . .
How can I take time off if we haven’t met our financial goals?
Oh for Heaven's sake—surely not more cleaning!
No, I really can’t work on the stuffing yet, dear. I’m in the middle of a brilliant blog entry.
. . .
Hey, did you hear that?
He spoke to me! Jesus actually spoke to me!
No, I don’t think it would be quite right to tell you what He said.
Well, actually, it’s hard to figure out what He meant.
No, no, it’s not that He said all that much.
He just told me to “shut up.”
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