Happy Thanksgiving Throwback Blog! :)

The Night Before Thanksgiving By Tara Michener Twas the night before Thanksgiving and look at my house this place is so messy hope there is no mouse The dishes are piled all the way in the air and I still have so much food to prepare The guests will help themselves to pies and breads While thoughts of more gym time will be in their heads I need my hair done but I threw on a cap maybe while I'm under the dryer I'll take a short nap I started banging pots and pans and made such a clatter I lamented that after Thursday I would surely be fatter The day will come and go like a flash Then on Saturday I'll be signing books in a dash When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, Lots of little kids who want their books signed so dear I'll sign at the mall and try to be quick I'll be sure to have my sharpie never a BIC But until Saturday I'll focus on dinner and try to stay lucid Now potatoes, now rolls now tofukey and all I hope I have enough to feed them all My crock pot was boiling over like a brew A house full of food and so much to do And then, in a twinkling, I thought of my roof and happily felt blessed to serve in spirit and truth As I drew in my hand, and was turning around, I noticed all of the blessings around. I had great things and they would get done I needed to stay put I said a small prayer and stopped tapping my foot A bundle of food lay still in it's pack And I smiled as I lined up the to-do's in a stack My eyes -- how they twinkled! I no longer felt scary I began to prepare the pies apple and cherry I made things fancy adding a bow and wondered if tomorrow would bring our first snow I dug out our decorations and found our wreath Now I was grinning and showing my teeth I ignored my diet and embraced my little round belly That shook, as I laughed like a bowlful of jelly. The turkey looked pretty and plump, like art on the shelf And I laughed when I saw it in spite of myself; A tasted the gravy and tried out the bread Yep I realized I had nothing to dread; I stopped feeling bad and finished my work And wrote cards so fast I felt like a clerk Laying the bread in the dish that I chose I gave a nod, when I saw how it rose My hubby came in and looked impressed and gave a whistle I gave him a kiss as I held up the toe of mistle But I heard him exclaim, as he ran out of sight I can't wait to watch the game tomorrow night