In this great land we call home, today is a holiday made for hand jazzing. A celebration of food, family and friendship will be embraced by all in this Sourtherly Southland house that already smells of a twenty pound, roasting turkey. I have now spent way too much of my precious time typing these words as I have food, family and friendship to thoroughly celebrate.
Today's Jazz Hands are off to embrace every second of the day. Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Day three-hundred and thirty-two complete.
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