I started making notes for the next Susan story today. Now if my *friends* would just finish their homework assignments and email them to me I might be able to start writing.

HINT HINT

I missed cooking today for Thanksgiving. I love the process of getting everything done at the same time and the wonderful smells of the holiday. I have to boil an onion to get the house to smell just right but I don't mind the extra work. But this year I worked and I didn't really have the money to pay for all the food anyway. Maybe I'll just cook a turkey for no reason.

Anyone want to come for a visit and eat? Boils and goils are welcome anytime after the 30th.

Must write.

Must write.

Must write.

Must write.

Sigh!

It breaks my heart that they have made an Iron Chef, American. Although it might make people watch the original Japanese Iron Chef. I can't bring myself to watch ICA, I must say that making Shatner the Crazy Millionaire is type casting.

The Crazy Millionaire on IC is so funny. He is the only one whose voice isn't dubbed. Bob asked me why that was I had to point out that he *is* the Crazy Millionaire. I love that there is a guy who is so rich and loves food so much that he built Kitchen Stadium. How perfect is that?

Diane and I hung out at Cobb's last night. We took them 3 dozen doughnuts -- Krispy Kreames. We've been looking for a way to say thank you for everything they have done for us and when Diane was there last week Terry said that she thought the glazed doughnuts were so good that they must be made with Crack. I don't understand it myself. Don't get me wrong, I love doughnuts but Krispy Kreames have an evil after taste that no amount of breath mints can kill. But I digress. The folks at Cobb's like the doughnuts, so the folks at Cobb's got the doughnuts.

While Diane was in watching the show I was outside talking with Terry, flirting with Ben, and catching up with Brian Malow who was middling.

Good times.