Believe me, its' all about the bird honey.

Another holiday all-nighter in the turkey trenches. Dad is stopping by for dinner and work on Surfside web site, let's hope it stays civil, with Dad you never know. Dori is getting ready for work while I am in melting down mode, I know I forgot something, either way its' too late to worry about it now. Ms. Kitty is pacing back and forth wondering the turkey is going to be done, poor girl she's worrying herself to death. I thought I'd try cornbread stuffing this year (I made regular, just in case) I laid down just for a quick nap and the next thing I know its' eight am, I was supposed to finish the bird at one thirty and at 25lbs. this thing won't be done until two thirty in the afternon (still early but not early enough).

The pictures for family online scrapbook are almost done, there will be over three hundred in all. Made up of mostly pictures from my Mom's side of the family, this has been a tour de force for color correcting, the originals have that bad seventies textured paper you know the photos that have the rounded corners. They like to reek havoc on the scanner. There are little dots all over the images common problem for these type of images, not to mention the tobacco stains, it was the seventies and almost everybody smoked, Yuck...