So, I've realized that Thanksgiving is a lot more work when you're doing all the cooking yourself. It's a revelation. Seriously. Usually, my talented-in-so-many-ways MIL does all the cooking and all I have to do is show up. Bring a vegetable tray, maybe, or help peel potatoes, but nothing more strenuous than that. This year, though, she's out of town, as are most of my other turkey-making relatives. Thus, Thanksgiving's all on me. Are you worried? You should be. At least I can console myself with the knowledge that even if I totally screw up the meal, only my immediate family will know about it. And, sadly, they're no strangers to my cooking catastrophes.

But, enough about the food. That's not what Thanksgiving's really about, right? Right? Of course not; it's about counting one's blessings. I have so much to be thankful for, including a large, lively group of blog readers. Thank you so much for supporting BBB this year - for your comments, your emails, your Likes on Facebook, your recommendations and, most of all, your friendship. It truly does mean a great deal to me.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, everyone! And, if you're offering up prayers tomorrow, send one up for me and my turkey, won't you? We're going to need all the help we can get.

(Photo is courtesy of my SIL)