Not to sound too much like Christopher Guest in 'Waiting for Guffman ' but on Thanksgiving you're putting on a show!
It's so warm now and Thanksgiving came so early - is it just me or does it not really feel like Ramadan?
Over the Thanksgiving holiday I took time to reflect on what is most important to me and realized I need to find a way to put the fun back into racing.
My whole problem is that all of my favorite things at Thanksgiving are the starches and everyone is trying to go low-carb this year even a green vegetable has carbs in it.
A lot of Thanksgiving days have been ruined by not carving the turkey in the kitchen.
If you think about a Thanksgiving dinner it's really like making a large chicken.
Pride slays thanksgiving but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
If you think Independence Day is America's defining holiday think again. Thanksgiving deserves that title hands-down.
My cooking is so bad my kids thought Thanksgiving was to commemorate Pearl Harbor.
There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do.
Thanksgiving dinners take eighteen hours to prepare. They are consumed in twelve minutes. Half-times take twelve minutes. This is not coincidence.
Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse.
I celebrated Thanksgiving in an old-fashioned way. I invited everyone in my neighborhood to my house we had an enormous feast and then I killed them and took their land.
A lot of Irish people perform. They perform in drawing rooms. They sing songs and they play piano.
There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.
That's what the holidays are for - for one person to tell the stories and another to dispute them. Isn't that the Irish way?
Ireland sober is Ireland stiff.
Every St. Patrick's Day every Irishman goes out to find another Irishman to make a speech to.
Geographically Ireland is a medium-sized rural island that is slowly but steadily being consumed by sheep.
Being Irish is very much a part of who I am. I take it everywhere with me.
If it was raining soup the Irish would go out with forks.
Being Irish he had an abiding sense of tragedy which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.
We have always found the Irish a bit odd. They refuse to be English.
It is very sad for a man to make himself servant to a single thing his manhood all taken out of him by the hydraulic pressure of excessive business.