I love that I have a new house to paint.

I hate that I have to paint it.

I am aching in places that I didn’t even know had muscles. And I’ve only painted the kitchen!

Due to our current status of “in between houses” this will be the first Thanksgiving in 10 years that I’m not cooking. I’m actually a little sad, because I do fix one helluva turkey, if I do say so myself. And my pecan, apple, and pumpkin pies kick major ass. Major. Ass.

I promise, I might lie to you about other things, but I would never lie to you about my pie baking ability.

Fishdog will be back in the Rock tomorrow night. He’s bringing with him our Directv receivers and a couple of televisions. We might not have furniture in the house, but we aren’t gonna go a day longer than we have to without our TV. Especially since it’s a big college football weekend. Duh.

What’s going on with you guys? Go ahead and report in while I run to grab me another beer and a muscle relaxer.