The day before Thanksgiving...!

 

We took our turkey breast out of the freezer in the garage and placed it in our fridge on Monday, that should be what Hubby did.

It is just for the two of us, and it cost more than the current ones cost due to my concerns of not getting any at this juncture. "They" had said that. Ours is really shamefully too large for just the two of us, at six and a half pounds for a turkey breast.

By tomorrow our turkey will be more than safe to cook its recommended two and a half hours to be just right!

He was also able to acquire two sweet potatoes that day.

We had frozen French-cut string beans in our kitchen freezer and cream of mushroom soup in our pantry, he did purchase Frenches brand dried onions, that day too, and a pumpkin pie a week later that we also froze.  The whipped cream was also purchased the light real kind.

But now Hubby wants mashed potatoes which we also have, and I mentioned corn, besides the fact he was able to procure canned cranberry sauce!!!

So we are in for a glutinous feast!!!

What makes me feel not as ashamed is the fact that sadly we will still not have any family here due to mostly the PANDEMIC and they too will be having their own Thanksgiving feasts with their immediate families. And that so many food kitchens locally were fortunately well supplied.

For that I am thankful!

And lefty was set loose, hand and elbow on me that is, from their surgery...!

For that, I am thankful too!

Hubby had been feeling poorly yesterday due to the night before he could not sleep all due to being too hot and cold, fortunately, he had no fever. Even with all that he had mowed our lawn yesterday!

But today he is rested due to a good night's sleep and feeling better and for that,... I am thankful!

There are so many other things too that I am thankful for daily, awakening daily is one of many! I could go on for days,... but more importantly, I want to know,...the answer to my below question...

What are you thankful for?

Everyone list those thoughts, please!

And so we must go for now.

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made, I will comply anyway for the fun of it, so I will say, good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl who had been looking at me in the crate at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named? Mom apparently asked her age but not her name...ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way, so my Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though, some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. And here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. 
Below is my new PIC, which had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, on his brother's birthday.

3 months................................................ 4 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be six years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties... We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!
Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am seven years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living-room window, so I hung out there... 

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance! The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening?  

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!