Short on words

Having spent several hours today writing a sermon, I am feeling somewhat short on words. That can only mean one thing for today's post: random bullets.

• The downside of not cooking Thanksgiving dinner is no leftovers. We did bring home the leftover dressing and cranberry sauce, but the Kid polished those off in no time. I do kind of miss leftovers.

• Of course, the plus side of no leftovers is that I can't overindulge. But pie for breakfast sounds really good!

• With the exception of going to get my hair cut, I've managed to stay away from any and all shopping centers this weekend. Sales or no sales, I cannot imagine the attraction of being at the mall this weekend.
  

• My optimism stemming from the elections is waning with each stupid thing the Democrats manage to do before they ever take control of Congress. Enough with the in-fighting already. The Dems have less than two years to demonstrate that they can accomplish something and they can't afford to squander any of that time.

• Growing up in the south means the when I hear the word 'squash' I think of yellow crookneck squash--you know, summer squash. So all this talk of 'squash soup' and 'baked squash' takes some getting used to--although it all sounds good.

• Growing up in the south also meant that I never tasted pumpkin pie til I was an adult (maybe that was just a peculiarity of my family). We always had sweet potato pie but I prefer pumpkin. I like almost anything made out of pumpkin.
  

• We also had pecan pie and we pronounced it "pea-can"--none of this pe-cahn' stuff for us. I love pecan pie, but I've discovered that it's even better if you substitute some maple syrup for some of the corn syrup.

• Thanksgiving Day 1989 I ran 7 1/2 miles. That was the high point of my short running career, and the high point of my physical fitness--it's been all down hill since then. I don't think my knees or back could take running any more, but it felt good when I did it.
  

• I've been feeling especially lumpish today, which may be why I thought about running. I should walk more, but I haven't been able to motivate myself to do it consistently. Having my friend's dogs here during the summer got me walking more than anything. I've been looking into getting a puppy, but it hasn't worked out yet.
  

• This is getting kind of long, condsidering I said I was short on words. So I'll stop now.

• Except to add that Blogger's spell checker is the lamest ever. Just saying.