It's Thanksgiving eve and outside Columbus is having its first real snowfall of the winter. What happened to Autumn? That's a good question, apparently it only lasts about a week and half. I fear that winter cold is going to be the order of the day from here on out. And you know what that means, it's time to think about buying a hat once more. At the moment I'm in my typical start of winter holding pattern. My ears tell me that I need a hat, but I just can't find one that suits me. Generally speaking I'm not too picky about the clothes I wear — a saying about silk purses and sow's ears springs to mind. But with hats it's different. With hats it needs to be just the right hat. Of course, I never find just the right hat and at some point it just gets too cold and I panic buy a hat I don't like, in order to stop my ears falling off. Maybe this year will be different. But I doubt it.
This year will mark the first time in four Thanksgivings that I'll be doing the whole turkey and family thing. Although, obviously, not with my family, I'll be borrowing (well, more sharing actually) a friend's family for the occasion. Come to think about I don't know for sure that there will be turkey and all that, I'm just assuming there will be. Either way, I'm sure it will be an interesting trip down to Cincinnati. (And I'll be in a much more festive mood tomorrow if the Falcons can pull their fingers out and beat Detroit — suffice to say I have one or two pennies riding on the game.)
On a related note, we had a very good weekend on the gambling front with wins in college football, proper football and only a one pound loss on the Falcons. Hopefully this weekend will continue my new found winning tradition.
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