While visions of pumpkin lattes danced in her head

I haven't written in a while, and I figured since I'm doing about a million other things at this moment, the time is right. I had a dream last night about making coffee. I was in this place with a few others who had somehow managed to get their morning coffees. I wanted one so bad, I was considering just knocking one of them out and swiping it from them. Instead, I asked where they got it. A girl replied, "I made it, " and pointed to the pot in back of me. The pot was empty, but the Crompton's espresso machine was sitting there! (The coffee pot was also the same one they have.) (Pause to add fabric softener.) Now the other marvelous thing was that there was a fridge full of milk, another Cromptony thing, perfect for a morning latte. The only downers were that I knew there would be no pumpkin creamer, and I woke up somewhere between steaming milk and the first sip. I suppose I can attribute this dream to my latest coffee binge at the Land. Wake up. Go to Renee's. Drink senseo. Go to Rachel's. Drink pepermint mocha lattes. And back and forth for a week. Now I'm back to my controlled one (big) cup (and a splash) a day. I also had another dream about a hurricane, but that's a bit too intense to analyze right this moment.

I thought I should post a couple Thanksgiving pictures too, since I think I may have been the only person with a camera. The turkey is attributed to Eddie. I personally am a bit freaked out by it. My contribution was once again a multitude of pies. It was to be twelve, then for fear of someone not having a piece of exactly what they wanted, I upped it to fifteen. Needless to say, I overdid it...again. Gosh, what is wrong with me? I also forgot to take pictures, a sad thing since I made my first lattice apple pie.

Kai, Kenya and Jed
The turkey
The fam fam