I should have invited you for dinner. After roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, baby lima beans (oh, YUM!), applesauce (because my stepson will always eat it, and it's the one part of the dinner that you pour out of a jar, listen, every dinner needs at least one recipe that reads, Open Jar, Now Pour, Good Job, You're Done), roasted beet salad (well, I had the roasted beets and the goat cheese) AND, last, but by no means least, homemade cherry cupcakes with delicate pink cherry frosting . . . well, after all that, the only think left to do is hit the hay. See ya tomorrow!

Bright and cherry, I mean cheery, well, both . . . still have cupcakes for tomorrow . . . oh, the corn of it all,
KEM

P.S. The dinner smelled exactly like Thanksgiving, so I'm wondering if this counts and it would be all right just to skip to Christmas? I didn't think so.