Cold, rainy day.
If you live in Chicago, then today was freezing rainy. I predicted rain all day and it worked.
And more Thanksgiving wishes. The only person I knew who didn't like Thanksgiving other than me was someone in college. If any of you saw from a few days ago, I ended a post with a cliffhanger. I was going to say the worst part of Thanksgiving.
There's the turkey, early dinner, too filling food (for everyone else at least), and the turkey is really not that great. There's beautiful and intelligent animals that don't deserve to be eaten. But I do get sick of the wishes to have a good Thanksgiving. I wished that myself for people, because I want them to have a good one. But when it comes to me. I don't want to have a happy Thanksgiving and watch everyone fill their stomachs with turkey and not have any room for pumpkin pie. I can't stand it. Then again, I don't eat much Thanksgiving food myself.
So please, I wish you a good Thanksgiving, but I don't want you to wish one for me.
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