Happy Thanksgiving!

So, having been prompted by several people, I've decided to start posting to my blog again. I would have done so last night, but ended up feeling quite good after a string of Molsons at Coles. How good? The night ended with me serenading my dear friend Freddie Funbags with Madonna's hit song Papa Don't Preach. I'm sure he loved it.

Today I enjoyed breakfast w/ dear ole' dad, and then ran off the excessive caloric intake from the night before (in addition to the several molsons I also took advantage of a $2 pizza deal before all was said and done). Dad on the other hand decided Thanksgiving was the perfect day to change the brakes on the car. That was cut short however by an eye injury suffered in the garage. He is currently listed as day to day on the injury report, and will be a game time decision tomorrow.

As for me, I have no idea what tomorrow holds yet. Hopefully pancakes for breakfast, but we'll see. All I know is that now there are cookies and cornbread sitting in the kitchen that have yet to be eaten. Heresy! I must take care of that...