Let me begin with a small rant. For the last two plus hours I’ve been trying to get the above photograph to fit into this format. At one point I even gave up altogether and opened a new site on Blogger because it is linked to Picasa, my photo program. Needless to say I found a way to make that not work. So, back to wordpress. Now (and by “now” of course, I mean my own enraged “now” of the moment) my little edit screen is showing a full version of the picture, not just an enormous Sal in front of a moderately sized Kim in front of mama (in-law)Joann. At the time this picture was taken I was truly embued with thanks for all. Bobbie, aided by son Mike and his wife, Jenny, did wonderful service in getting all ready (NO! I wasn’t being lazy. I was being sick–although not so sick as to keep stepdaughter Kim and the twins-to-be from attending. More like exhausted and achy sick rather than contageous sick.)
Finally 21 of us gathered in our living room for a meal that couldn’t be beat. Which reminds me I forgot to make everyone listen to “Alice’s Restaurant Masacree” on the old Victrola there with the scratches and the pops and maybe even by now a skip or two. Anyhow by the time I realized that it was indeed time to sit down and eat everybody had sat down and was eating, so I didn’t get a chance to ask each and every one of the people at the Thanksgiving table just what it was that they were thankful for on this particular Thanksgiving day.
Consequently I’m gonna do that now. I’m gonna ask each and every one of you out there in blogland to write in the little comments box at the end of this paragrapgh and tell me and anyone else who cares to look up in the comments section what it is you’re thankful for at this Thanksgiving time of year.
That’s assuming that when I hit the saved and publish buttons that those two things actually do happen.
Welcome! 
