Thanksgiving is later this week.  I expect most of you will have a four (or more) day alcohol fueled, food extravaganza. So, the time to discuss your progress is before next weekend.

This week I was in a rush to get ready for court.  I had to actually go to into a courthouse to appear before a real, live judge.  It’s happened so infrequently since March that I lost track of how much time I need to get ready, drive, park, get into the courtroom, and check in.  Realizing I was running late, I grabbed a suit from my closet without really looking to see which it was.

I grabbed this one.

There isn’t anything remarkable about the suit.  There was something remarkable about me.  I pulled the pants on and they were swimming on me.  I just laughed and cinched my belt tighter out of necessity.

I bought the suit about four years ago. I had it tailored then and it fit me perfectly.  That was probably near my heaviest.  I wasn’t waddling around, but I had a definite case of dad bod.  I had set the suit aside months ago because it was too big so it was time to give it to charity.  I had also completely forgotten about it.  

My workouts have been less than ideal during the pandemic.  Putting the suit on and discovering it was at least as big on me as I remembered was a moment of pure joy in a difficult time.

So fellow Glibs, how have you pleasantly surprised yourself?  As we prepare to give thanks, what have you done for yourself that makes you grateful?

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This was the week anyone paying attention in California should have become a libertarian.  First, we had Gavin Newsom eating dinner, unmasked with a dozen unrelated people at The French Laundry.  This is just after that mother***er gave us his retarded rules for Thanksgiving.  (That story has been beaten to death here so I’m not linking to it.) I apologize to the retarded for comparing them to Newsom.

Next, we were told not to travel over Thanksgiving.  For the greater good or some such thing.  But that didn’t stop 10 legislators from flying to Hawaii for a conference.

Then the motherf***er imposes a half baked curfew from 10 PM to 5 AM.  This was immediately followed by the sheriffs of California’s largest counties publicly stating they won’t enforce the order.

If this week in California didn’t completely destroy your faith in government then I don’t know what will.

Try not to eat yourself into a coma Glibberati.