Hey everybody, it’s Beans! Happy Thanksgiving!
My nose is in heaven. The kitchen (which is where Amy is and why she’s not posting today) is producing some pleasing aromas and I am beside myself with thankfulness.
I have a special prayer request. Pray Amy drops the turkey and the ham on the floor and that I’m close by when it happens so I can help with the clean up.
They’ll eat the big meal for a late lunch. If they eat enough turkey they should pass out from the effects of tryptophan and that’s when I can make my move. Working my way around the dining room and kitchen I plan to “hoover maneuver”. That’s when I push my nose along the ground searching for edible crumbs. I look like a canister vacuum with the long attachment on the front end when I’m in the “hoover maneuver” and now you know why I call it such.
Well, I best go and do my part to bless everybody’s Thanksgiving around here. Guests are sure to arrive and I bet they’ll bring me a treat…
Thanks for reading today!