Saturday, 29. November 2008, 20:43:38
This is my Dad, Dean Burton on Thanksgiving Day. He is 81 years young and in good health. This year again, Jeff, my brother and Betsy, his partner bought Boston Market dinner, I provided the cold shrimp and crackers, and Dad provided the wine (Merlot). We

our fannies off telling old stories. But one of the funniest parts of the day was the dessert part of the meal. Dad makes coffee and I serve up the blueberry pie. I drink my coffee with cream or milk and sugar, so I look in his fridge, and see no milk

(he lives by himself) and has like 5 beers, some wine, and maybe a tub of butter in his fridge. Ok, so I ask, "do you have any milk"? He says "no", ok, I had enough wine at this point that I just could not stop laughing, as I put vanilla icecream in my coffee. So did Jeff and Betsy. He is the only one who drinks coffee black

(as he is half Norwegien you see). Again, I could not stop laughing during dessert, but all was well. Next year, or at Christmas dinner, I'll bring the milk or Bailey's Irish Cream