The Pumpkin Never Rolls Far From It's Patch

It's Canadian Thanksgiving weekend here and for my kids that means a four day weekend. For me it means pie baking and wearing shirts long enough to cover the fact I've unbuttoned my pants at the dinner table.

I'm classier than stretchy elastic waistbands.

This holiday, I'm going to sit back, unbutton those pants and give thanks for a few of my favourite people in the world.

It's so weird.

I can't figure out where they learned to be such dorks.


Happy (Canadian) Thanksgiving to each of you.