Bueller...Bueller...Bueller

Ok so it's the day before Thanksgiving and there is no one, I mean no one at work, ANYWHERE. Rememeber in Ferris Bueller's Day Off (classic movie of my generation) when Ben Stein is standing up there calling out Bueller, Bueller?? That's what it is like at work today..
I'm getting ready to head east to my mom's house for the big turkey day. She is all excited, she loves to cook Thanksgiving Dinner, and let me tell you it's some good stuff!! But getting home is the big adventure, the roads are clogged with idiots that apparently have never driven long distances before and have no concept of anything around them. For instance, and this happens everyday on my commute to and from work, let's just stop in the middle of the Interstate (another indication that I am from the south, we call it the Interstate, not the highway, or the expressway) and change lanes, who cares if we just have sit here while traffic backs up, the changing of the lanes must be done!!

Ok, so I'm not allowed to participate in the cooking of the Thanksgiving Dinner, it's mother's thing.... God help my the man I marry, b/c I cannot cook and do not begin to understand how to cook a Thanksgiving meal. Some mothers would teach their daughters these things but my mother has the patience of a nat and fusses at me the whole time. So in order to avoid an argument, I just sit in the living room and watch TV. It's actually a pretty good set up...

This Thanksgiving I am very aware of the service men and women that cannot be home with their families. So as you are sitting around the table remember their sacrifice, maybe even set a place for them at the table... They are the reason we can have a big dinner and enjoy the freedoms we have...