This is #499...

think i'll have balloons for the next one?
hehe.
i'm writing this the day before so I am going to fill my time with conjecture and imagination of what tomorrow will bring:
i'm in the kitchen right now, so is my sister. the kids are bouncing around waiting for their cousins, asking for them incessantly, soon i will hunt down whether a movie is on a channel somewhere....
the house smells fantastic. 
the sparkly lights are hung up already because I am now calling them 'winter decorations' and winter begins the day after Thanksgiving and I am prepared.  Nevermind how many times I've had to explain that Christmas is not the same day as Thanksgiving... the kids are picking up on my excitement and I am very sure I will rue this early lighting of my fires...

The cousins arrive, the noise rises exponentially and I am still in the kitchen.  cheese is eaten.  lots of cheese and maybe some slices of salami... something will break or spill.  The grandparents arrive... an uncle or two... there are huggings and kisses and comments on outfits... I am still in the kitchen. HubsJ has always been in the kitchen and/or on the back porch having cigarettes... we are fluid in this house, there are people all around...

Merry Thanksgiving all around... may you be well fed and content this day and every day.