_ Well, hoping the day gets better. We woke up this morning to the cat trying
to cover us up. If you start the day as something the cat wants to bury,
what else can it do but get better from there?
Thanksgiving
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From: Steve Taylor [mailto:spt@thetaylorcompany.net]
Sent: Friday, November 29, 2002 10:54 PM
To: Bill Taylor (E-mail); David Taylor (E-mail); Tom Taylor (E-mail)
Subject: thanksgiving But after some serious work, the Cottonwood Circle is complete.
Thanksgiving
Annie was a little apprehensive about the ice cream, but it went over big
with Teigan. Three helpings.
Thanksgiving
It was a little snowy to work on the train on Thanksgiving Day. They day
before, Judy had raked the snow away from the track and from where the rest
of the track should be.
Thanksgiving
The day is going well. Got to sleep in. Had my oatmeal and coffee. Made
the ice cream. Judy made the stuffing and got the bird in. The sun is
shining. The mercury is rising. The Banjo music is playing. Almost time to go outside and finish the power grid so the lights go on at
the flip of a switch tonight. We can tell it’s above freezing. Annie just came back inside with little
black paw bottoms.