I am content. The tables are set, the foods being cooked, and soon my grumbling stomach will be appeased with a nice turkey dinner. Every year, though we haven't recently, my mom gets out the the fine china dishes and crystal wine glasses (though we drink sparkling cider) and set the table up nicely for dinner, breaking out the silver eating utensils too. Usually we never touch these, actually we hardly ever eat at the table (the couch works just fine too), so we only do this on holiday occassions like this. At any rate, I have to cut this short and get back to help my mom finish cooking and prepareing the cornbread stuffing. Writing about this is making me hungrier anyways, goodness I love food. Anyways, Happy Thanksgiving to everyone, and a wonderous day to those who don't celebrate it.