We are having a warm windy day on the eve of this Thanksgiving. It's the last warm day expected for awhile so I had to get outside and enjoy it.
I went for a bike ride. Because of the wind, I felt like I was going backwards while trying to go up a few of our rolling Texas hills. I tried farting a few times to see if that would give me a burst of propulsion but it didn't help.
It was so windy I'm sure I was playing catch with sombreros blown in from Mexico.
At the apex of my longest hill, my top blew off, exposing my itty bitties to the world.
My boobs are huge.
Sorry guys. No clothing was lost or abused while I was riding my bike, much to the disappointment of the street workers, gardeners, roofers, and other laborers fighting Mother Nature's latest bout of PMS.
Fortunately, the wind blew me back to my house with all pieces and parts intact. Wait. Maybe I should go for a TSA body scan to make sure.
Sheesh. Was it good for you?
AnyTMIforTSA, after a quick trip to the gym for a swim, I put my oven to work.
This pumpkin pie was very popular last year so this year I made two:
It calls for cream and maple syrup, something you don't always see in a pumpkin pie recipe.
One for me and the rest for the others.
Wishing you a wonderful Thanksgiving. Don't hog the dark meat. Be safe and be nice to your siblings, 'K?
Photo credit: Two pies on a table: Reffie