A pretty face,
A tight sweater.
Could life at mingle,
Get any better?

For her boys she cooks with care,
Today a pig, tomorrow a bear.
After dinner they sit back and sigh.
"Hey Mom, how about a fried pie?"

Celebrated the end of football season in a cheerleader outfit.

Is learning that her son's taste buds are "growing up".

((Ha, no I snuck out quickly!))

Feeds her teenagers leftovers.

Mendy's poems are not windy,
She tells a tale that is quite friendly.
Types the poem, hits the key "sendy",
Like Phoebe on "Friends" she is quite bendy.

How about hearts wrapped in bacon?

Realized that "the spice of life" means more than she thought.

Wishing she had some leftover turkey.

Hordes jalapeno peppers is case of a disaster.

Are we talking turkey here?

Did you swing the bat?

Welcome.

Deep fry two whole turkeys and charcoal grill a whole beef tenderloin.

Happy Thanksgiving to all.

"I thought we we invited to a fried turkey thanksgiving dinner!"

" We were."

To Peladac and all the fun rhymers,
Happy Thanksgiving Day to all!.
Don't be a turkey or a short timer,
Tis the season to enjoy the fall.

We look at our tasks to feed the many,
And always are left with spare.
Never forget that hunger is uncanny,
In it's ability to affect those who care.

So remember the reason we celebrate like a vulture.
It has a history after all.
Our forefathers joined with people of a culture,
Much different, but helped with a call.

Happy Thanksgiving. Help someone when they call too.

Bud Man! Happy thanksgiving All you minglers!

Clean fingernails!

It's always nice to see the babygirl!

Pickles, pumkins, birds and spice,
Holiday cheer is always so nice,
So pull out the cocktails and bring in some ice,
For all our good friends in need of a vice.