Yesterday was Thanksgiving, a day to get together with family and give thanks for all that we have.

Only, Mom and Dad went to Destin, and Carol and Bob went to Cincinnati. So we had Thanksgiving breakfast here. Grant and Ted came over for eggs, grits, bacon, sausage, coffee cake, and cereal. Nicole was thankful that she made all A’s this quarter. Ted was thankful that he has two job offers, an engineering company in Tampa and the Georgia D.O.T. Grant was thankful that Mom let him use his car to drive up to Rome to celebrate Thanksgiving with Sue and her family. Kathy, Danny, and I were not specifically thankful, but thankful in general.

Then we got ready to go to Grandpa’s house for Thanksgiving dinner. We brought Cassie whom we were dogsitting for Carol and Bob. Tom and Chris were there. After a delicious feast, Tom, Chris, Kathy, and I hung around in Chris’s room as we took turns talking to Gammie in Ft. Lauderdale who has the flu and is about to lose her job, she’s afraid. Michele lends a balance to every holiday, especially for Kathy.

Tom showed Nicole, Danny and me some snapdragons that he had planted eight months ago in the front yard. We pulled off the pods, cracked them open, and collected the tiny black seeds on a paper towel. Danny was fascinated. Tom pointed out what a good deal this was. A new package of seeds would cost 78??, and the paper towel already had ten times the number of seeds you would get in a package. Tom is a sensitive tycoon.

Later, Kathy fell asleep as I watched Woody Allen’s “Crimes and Misdemeanors.” Unlike Arnold Schwartzenagor’s “Predator,” Woody Allen left me thinking. It must be fun to peddle your art for a living.

9:05 am. Have to go help clean up the house for some prospects that are due around noon.