Oh, don’t worry. I have NOT moved over to the fugly orange side of things. And neither has Gertrude, my stove. Just file the pic under Weird Stuff Found in the Landfill. And I found it just before the GG was scheduled to arrive at home this afternoon so of course I put it on for his entertainment. That’s the kind of thing you sometimes do when you are in a Mixed Marriage. In our case, that would be Trump supporter (the GG) and F*ck Trump (meeeee). Turns out Doug (our brother-in-law) bought these hats and handed them out. I love Doug ANYWAY.

Gawd, it was fugly this morning. The only thing that wasn’t happening was snow. Not yet. That started later but Old Man Winter was just spitting it at us. Last I looked there was NO accumulation. Not so in the yooperland, northern lower, and west coast (Michigan west coast that is). Lake effect.

It was windy as all getout this morning when I made a Plum dash right about when it opened at 8:00 AM. That was my penultimate shopping spree before turkey day although (of course) I was texting mouse with forgotten items later. If I need anything tomorrow, I’ll make another wee run or the GG can do it if it’s something he can manage to select properly. I am a u-scan ninja but my fave cashier Joyce was there today and I chose to be lazy and let her and her lovely young bagger scoot me out the door. I picked away at prepping turkey day stuff the rest of the day and the GG came home with some surprise pork chops from Sparrow, just the right size for a small turkey day eve dinner.

Babblety babblety g’night. The GG has been playing a turkey gobbling audio clip off and on ALL DAY. Yeah, just like the REAL turkeys that were waking me up at 0-skunk-30 in the morning at the moomincabin last summer.

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