The Real Thanksgiving
Today is the real Thanksgiving...at least at Rather Manor. Yes, we may have a feast on Thursday too, but the Church to which Mum and Dad belong does a neighborhood-wide superfeast, both on-site and delivered. So I'll have my quota of turkey, gravy, and mashed potatoes--and perhaps a slice of cake (I'll let everybody else have the pumpkin pie)--tonight for my dinner whether I go with the folks or stay here. And I'll likely stay here.
Earlier today I went to Harbour Freight in Knoxville and picked up the highest-priority tools for my purposes: a measuring set of calipers, dividers and scales; a combination square with multiple heads; a screwdriver set; a steel ruler; a mini flashlight. I'd toyed with the idea of buying more tools then and there, but decided against that because I'll be doing more shopping at the local Lowe's tomorrow and will try to complete my list that way. Besides, there's only so much me and Moonshine can carry at once. (I'll have to borrow Dad's Dodgepodge to transport the tool cabinet piece d'resistance.)
Earlier today I went to Harbour Freight in Knoxville and picked up the highest-priority tools for my purposes: a measuring set of calipers, dividers and scales; a combination square with multiple heads; a screwdriver set; a steel ruler; a mini flashlight. I'd toyed with the idea of buying more tools then and there, but decided against that because I'll be doing more shopping at the local Lowe's tomorrow and will try to complete my list that way. Besides, there's only so much me and Moonshine can carry at once. (I'll have to borrow Dad's Dodgepodge to transport the tool cabinet piece d'resistance.)