I do not know why the Thanksgiving morning view from my primary viewing portal on the world is frosty.
But it is.
Currently, in the outer world at my location, it is 10 degrees above freezing. The exact same temperature my old home location in the Skagit Valley town of Mount Vernon is being chilled to, up north, in Washington, at this point in time this morning.
The high yesterday got into the 60s. This means, even though it is only 42 degrees at the present time, I will be going swimming this morning. And I will likely go on a Pre-Turkey walk around Fosdic Lake. I will try to remember to bring something tasty for the Fosducks.
This morning I experienced the disturbing revelation that Elsie Hotpepper does not know what the word "exile" means.
Elsie had asked what I was doing for T-Day. I told Ms. Hotpepper I was making a Turkey Buffet for my fellow exiles.
Elsie Hotpepper replied to this by asking, "Exiles"?
I will never understand why it is so many people do not know how to access a dictionary when they do not know what a word means.
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