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YESSIREE that's a bowl of butter--real butter--right there on the table. Because it's Thanksgiving, my friends, and that means ANYTHING GOES. Rolls, dressing, gravy, pie, as many plate refills as you want. NO JUDGEMENT HERE. And the next day, pile it all on white bread with mayo and enjoy. I AM HERE FOR IT, I will just tell you. I mean--what's better than a delicious meal, autumn colors, Christmas approaching, and a table filled with precious family and the very most dearest dear friends? YES, YES, YES, I say. BRING IT. Tim and I will be back in our beloved mountains (praise hands) and our celebration will be intimate, special, friend-filled, (snow-filled?) and our souls will be overfilled with blessings too numerous to count. How grateful I am.
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I wish you every wondrous joy of this beautiful, beautiful season!
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FROM THE DAILY GRACE ARCHIVES
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(The year we up and went to New York--at the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade!)
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my annual Thanksgiving post on The Daily Grace
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FROM THE DAILY GRACE ARCHIVES
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In everything give thanks.
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