delicious turkey

As October winds down, and we proceed to the notoriously worst month of my life, I can't help but recall the one thing that actually brightens my outlook for November. Some would argue that I'm referring to the return of Thursday night football. Others would say that it's the night before Thanksgiving. Uneducated guessers maintain that it's Black Friday. Nay to each, I'm talking about the day I engaged my wife.

True, I don't give Reese much credit in my digital antics. She's rarely mentioned in a lovey-dovey way around these parts, mainly because I lived through the whole "lets tell tales of our puppy love by writing endless paragraphs in our ICQ info" era, and let me tell you - I'm glad to be well removed from that.

November 11, 2007 was a day I'll remember til the day I get Alzheimer's. I decide to go running. Reese didn't like the cold and wanted to go home. She plays nice and gets a ring for it. We all know the story by now. What I didn't tell you before, though, is that on that very day I wrote a song... HAH! Okay, well maybe I didn't do that so much, but I did end up humming a bit and it sort of went like this:

Hum-hum-humhumhum-hum-hum, HUM HUM HUM HUMHUM, do-do, HUM HUM HUM HUM HUMHUM, do-do-do-dee-do-dee-do.

I like to consider it my own spin off of the Old Spice jingle.

What was I saying?

Oh yeah, Reese and I are in love and everyone should know it. There.

Now I'm ready for Thanksgiving.