Holly tuned the televisor to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade and I've been glancing over my shoulder at the screen occasionally.
She commented that the Radio City Rockettes were about to perform, and I did turn around for that performance. I mused a bit, wondering aloud if to qualify for that distinguished troupe, the young women had to agree to having an extra four inches grafted into their legs. BB doesn't think so, but I still wonder . . . .
Best of the season to all you you and yours.