Chicken Bones and Turkey Thanks

Strangely, this Turkey Day has brought on a sense of trepidation as well as excitement for me.

On the unnerving side: I was rather rudely choked on Tuesday by a chicken breastbone that must have passed notice in my baja friggity fresh tostada salad. Needless to say, the thought of munching turkey tomorrow leaves me a little jittery. However, methinks the stuffing, mashed potatoes, and good company will eradicate any feelings of ill will toward the poultry.

Amazingly, this is really the only mildly dark thought I've had about Thanksgiving. Mike will be spending the holiday with me and my family (instead of his usual trip to Vegas). People keep asking me if I'm worried about "The Meeting: Boyfriend vs. The Family". As though its some kind of WWF Monday Night Smackdown or something. First off, he already did meet the folks and my brother and sister-in-law (although it was at said brother's wedding so everyone was rather taken up with the affair more than with my boy). Secondly, he did smashingly as I knew he would.

The wonderful side: I am so happy and READY to have a holiday and a bit of a break. Lord knows, after this hectic month at work, I've needed one. A rather large documentary project for the History Channel has kept my co-workers and I busy most nights long past our normal witching hours. Weekends too. This can be fun for awhile, but when it continues past a month, just downright exhausting. I truly don't know how the editors did it on our team. They were a bunch of champs I tells ya. In any event, rest will be good. Family will be good.

And there is much to be thankful for in my life these days. You all know who you are. :)

Happy Thanksgiving and much love to you all!