Pie Meditations

Tonight I'm making a pie while I watch one of my new favorite shows about a pie maker, Pushing Daisies. Ironic, isn't it?

I'm amazed how much my cooking has improved over the last year - I'm making four things for Thanksgiving at Dad and Nancy's house tomorrow and I haven't panicked once. I haven't even had to call my cooking hotline. In fact, the cooking hotline had to call ME to check on me and make sure everything was going alright. (My cooking hotline is my friend Jenny, and I seriously lit up the phone lines last year calling her literally every five minutes, maybe every two minutes. I think she was feeling lonely this year.)

OK, OK, FINE. I did have to call my mom one little insignificant time. But how was I supposed to know when eggs were officially beaten? They don't teach this stuff in school anymore, people.

Enjoy Thanksgiving with your family tomorrow. Or your friends. Or your significant other. Or your in-laws. Or whoever happens to be nearby - dog, cat, fish, whatever. Give someone a big hug and say "I'm thankful for you." (Please don't hug the fish too hard.) And while you're at it, take a long look at yourself and say "I'm thankful for you too." I will be counting my blessings and spreading the love tomorrow, and I'm starting with myself.

I love you Jenny Rebecca Spiliotis Wadley. You're a good person. Thanks for being you and thanks for buying the expensive, comfortable underwear instead of the cheap stuff. You rock.