Help is Only a Phone Call Away

I was up bright and early this morning because I wanted to get to the grocery store before everyone else raced in.

7am: baking aisle of the local grocery store. Looking for WHITE bread machine mix. NADA - Empty - nothing - gone - no where to be found. The only thing left on my list and there wasn't a box to be found anywhere. I just couldn't use sourdough for my dressing bread. And I wasn't about to start from scratch. Not another store OH NO!

8 am: unloading a car full of groceries into the house, as the dog runs out the front door to pee on the nearest tree.

8:30 am: back on the road to find White Bread Machine mix and drop off the frozen turkey for the St. Mary's Food Bank.

9 am: running very low on gas. Quick find nearest gas station. Where are they when you need them.

9:30 am: Go over list.

• shopping done ... CHECK


• White Bread Machine mix found ...CHECK


• Car filled with gas ... CHECK


• Turkey dropped off at the food bank ... CHECK

Okay I can go home now to ...

Bake stuffing bread.
Bake pies.
Clean house for company tomorrow.
Clean up dog droppings in the backyard.
Mow the lawn.
Sweep the patio.
Chop down the tree.
Bail the hay.
Milk the cow.
Feed the goats.
Kill the turkey.

Okay I don't have ALL that stuff, but it sure feels like it.

I really DO LOVE Thanksgiving. No REALLY I do.