John Barrowman...nice looking fellow who bears an uncanny resemblance to James Marsden...who, as it turns out, also has a magnificent singing voice.
Thanksgiving: I don't, as a rule, "do" a Thanksgiving meal. Primarily, it's because my family is 3,000 miles away. But it's also because I've long hated the formality of Thanksgiving that was imposed upon me as a child making it one of my most-loathed holidays (whether eating with relatives or having them at our house, I was constantly being chastised/ordered around/corrected even though I was always on my best behavior and eager to be helpful -- i.e., I stayed the frell out of the way whenever I could).
As an adult, I've prepared scrumptious Thanksgiving meals for myself...and hosted a couple of large gatherings at my villa in Italy during the years I was there (in other years there I went to other villas and feasted). I loved those.
But I really prefer my current habit of cooking up something special for myself. This year, I'm doing a big batch of "Brunswick Stew." It's going to cook overnight in my large crockpot, and I'm going to bake some fresh cornbread tomorrow!
YUM! YUM! YUM!
I "may" do some turkey/stuffing/sweet potatoes over the weekend, only because there will be sales, etc., and I do like the meal, if not the endless leftovers that a single person generally winds up with.
But my real sights are set on my upcoming annual trek to South Carolina to fete and be feted, feast and frolic with the relatives and old friends of the relatives (i.e., what my mom calls "friends of the family").
I fly out the evening of Dec. 14th and return Dec. 29th. I will return to work Jan. 3rd.
I have been planning for this, and saving vacation days for this, all year!
