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Happly Balloon Day


Ok, so it is probably not Balloon Day for you, but it is for us. We are headed into the big apple and will be at the Macy's turkey jerkey day parade. The kids are going to flip, and Mel is pretty excited too.

We'll not be eating turkey this year on t-day, which just seems odd. Rather we'll be dining Italian Family Style, just like the Pilgrams. Ok, maybe not, but if the Pilgrams had Tony diNapoli's Family-Style Italian Cuisine down the block, you know they would have been there. Turkey is too dry.
Anyhow, that is what we have in store. Maybe you'll see us on TV, you know, streaking in the parade. Or maybe just the news update of the arrest that ensued...

Hope your day is filled with the things that you are thankful for.

$5 says I can con Mel into hitting the NYC Apple store for some holiday shopping? And she won't let me get anything...

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