TEMPERATURE'S RISIN'

High noon in my part of Arizona and, while the sun is shining, it's a bit nippy outside.

BUT, the high temperature on Thanksgiving Day is forecast to be 72 degrees Fahrenheit.

YAY!

How's your Thanksgiving Day going?

DENVER OMELET

I built and baked a Denver Omelet yesterday for the two of us for breakfast/brunch.

It came from a recipe in All Recipes magazine.  I didn't have the ham it called for so I substituted some bacon.  And I didn't have the green bell pepper so I substituted some mixed mini sweet peppers. But it was good and one of the best things about it is there's enough for not only Saturday but Sunday as well.  Bingo!  Two days breakfasts in one.

Now.  As we were finishing the second helping today, SWMBO said do you remember that I made this awhile back and you took pictures and blogged about it?  I had to admit my senior memory had lost it. But I searched and, lo and behold, there it was.  And only two months ago! If you'd like to see what I said then and get a better look at it, click right here.

Even so, I made it this time, all by my ownsome.  And again, it was delicious.

CIRCLE

Our beautiful red Maple tree . . . which someone told us recently is known as a Fire Maple around here . . .

. . has now lost nearly all of its leaves and is . . denuded.

Fortunately, at least for awhile, it has a neighbor that is in the height of it's golden haze before it drops its leaves.

All of which gives me an opportunity to post one of my favorite songs.  And, no, it's not Autumn Leaves.

That's the late (1942-1981) Harry Chapin doing one of his (and my) favorite songs.  Like those beautiful Maple leaves, I miss him.

FRIDAY FUNNIES

I'm going to start off today with a lesson in Hollywood science in the form of a pie chart.

Now moving right along to another type of science - archaeology.

Here are a couple on politics.

Then, of course, there are the blessings of the season.

Feeling sorry for yourself yet?

Maybe if he was just a bit older we could offer him a jigger of rum!

Speaking of pirates . . .

Since Thanksgiving is nearly upon us and the Christmas season is barking at its shoes, I guess it's not too late for New Year's Day and those damned  inevitable resolutions that will have been made, some of you us may need a place for help with them.

And finally, lest they claw the furniture to shreds . . . the cats!

Thanks to many contributors this week.  Have a fruitful weekend, folks, and always, always keep laughing.

THROWBACK THURSDAY

Although the house is decorated for Christmas and my uncle, Zenas (far left) was visiting from San Francisco, this was a less than happy time.  I was 12 years old and recovering from surgery and a hospital stay for a ruptured appendix.  I still had a drain tube and had to be carried downstairs from my room to join the rest of the family.

Next to Uncle Zenas is my mother, my grandfather and my father. My older brother took the picture.

1952.  Not a very good year.

HAPPY . . er . . MERRY . . er . . ???

Yesterday my blogger friend Judy posted this picture.  I thought the city of Prescott might be rushing the season a bit.  But then when I was in town, I noticed that the gang at the Jersey Lilly also had begun the festive celebration.

On his balcony overlooking the Courthouse Square, owner Tommy Meredith has his carol singers up and at 'em.

But we can forgive Tommy since he is the main impetus behind the fund raising every year to make sure the Square is lighted and decorated for Christmas.

Meanwhile, downstairs at the Palace Restaurant and Saloon an old west lookalike was maintaining a vigil.

We chatted about the decorations and he said the Palace would soon be sporting decorations as well.  

Merry Christmas, everyone, even though it's only November 19th and a week before Thanksgiving!  I guess it's never too soon to start in Arizona's Christmas City.

ALL DRESSED UP AND . . .

. . . only a trip to the dentist.