Currently Listening Begin to Hope By Regina Spektor see related

I love thanksgiving for two reasons: turducken and tofurkey.  Not so much eating them (as I have had neither), but the opportunity to say them profusely.  For instance, "You know what would taste great right about now?? A thick slice of turducken!"  Or, "Mmm, is that tofurkey I smell??" Or even, "I'd like a tall caramel macchiato and two pieces of tofurkey to go, please."  These words bring nothing but smiles!  Go ahead, add them to your lexicon.

I am pretty disturbed that two of Cleveland's most popular (statistically) radio stations have already converted to 24/7 Christmas music.  It drove me nuts even for the week or so before Christmas like it was in the old days, so this is basically intolerable.  Don't get me wrong - I'm all about celebrating the birth of the Savior, but not so much with cheesy songs about Santa and snowmen and the like.  Bleh - see last December's entries for similar rants, I'm sure.

I'd like to close with a big announcement.  Please prepare yourself.  For the past five or six years, my hot tea of choice has been Orange Tea.  While Orange Tea will always remain a favorite, it is no longer the favorite.  Recently I have been delighting in the wonders of Chamomile Green Tea.  It is like drinking flowers or something lovely like that.  I can't describe it but I highly recommend it.  It's funny because it is one of those teas that I would run across every once in a while, love, but then forget what exactly it was and, thus, never invest in a whole box of it.  This last time I was quite intentional about what exactly I was enjoying and now have a whole box of it.  If you've never experienced the goodness of Camomile Green Tea, please, come and enjoy a cup with me!