1,000 Words: Happy Thanksgiving Edition

I love that the kids are dressed in regular kids outfits - they look so natural and normal. Sasha, "dad, do NOT pet that turkey or tell any jokes"

I am thankful I'm not traveling. I'm thankful that I am employed and that I have health insurance. I'm thankful for my fabulous friends, for my family and my exceedingly plushy and silly kitties.

And I'm REALLY thankful that McCain/Palin lost the election.

Happy thanksgiving Karen, and also to all the commenters here. (even the psycho ones)

In an unusual throwback, BO channels the Hatian priest who laid holy hands over Sarah and applies it to Tom.

Hey fourlegs - I echo those comments! And is that your handle or what you'll be saying tomorrow after dinner?

"I hereby pardon this turkey."

And that's from the one on the table.

"These are not the drumsticks you're looking for. He can go about his business..."

You better not bow.............

Taking note of Rusty's comments, the President practices the head - patting routine he will use when he meets the Prime Minister of Japan.

As the turkey holds its breath ‘till it turns blue in the face, Obama and his aide try to calm it down. “Easy buddy, you'll be fine, no need to fly away, Sarah's not here, don't fly away on us.”
Malia: “Uh, Dad, turkeys can't fly.”
Obama: “What? Yeah right, you've been watching too much O'Reilly. Go to your room already.”
Sasha: “…but Daddy, turkeys can't fly. That pretty TIME religious lady that feeds us cookies and cupcakes, she said so.”
Obama: “Uh …well, crap. Reggie, are you sure the FOX people are gone? No one's around? TIME still is? …oh man, I need a smoke real bad.”

Malia: “Dad, we're not going to eat HIM tomorrow, are we?”
Obama: “Uh, of course not. We're eating …yams... from our garden. Yams are good, yay.” Then he thinks to himself, “Well, that's the last time I bring the little brats along. Another vegetarian crapola meal this week, yuck.”
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Sasha: “Dad, where's he going to stay now? In our garden?”
Obama: “No honey, DC zoning codes won't allow that. He'll stay with Aunt Sarah… immediately sees concern and fear in his daughters' eyes …I mean, Aunt Karen, you know, the one who gave me that nice interview. She's got room in her back yard; you can go visit him. He'll be fine.”

FOX reporters jump up and down screaming, “Look! Look! We told you he's not American! He's practicing witchcraft! He turned Joe Lieberman into a turkey!” as the more realistic TIME Swampwomen roll their eyes and sigh in despair at their journalism comrades….
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…while Obama whispers to Joe the (new) Turkey, “Okay, Joe buddy, I'm not playing nice any more. Am I getting that HC closure vote or are we going to pay Aunt Sarah a visit?”

Sasha: “I can't believe Daddy's pardoning a chicken.”
Malia: “Oh, parents …'nuff said. Wait, no, that's a duck.”
Sasha: “Are you crazy? Don't you know a giant hamster when you see one?”
Malia: “Yeah right, that's an eagle.”
Obama: overhears this, turns to Rahm “…set up a meeting tomorrow with Education. We gotta get those teaching standards back up already.”

President Obama welcomes George Bush back to the White House.

Sasha: “Oh Daddy, why are you pardoning a turkey?”
Obama: “Well, I tried to pardon Glenn Beck but he just keep crying and squirming out of control. It took six agents to hold him down. This is much easier.”
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Sasha: “Daddy, you and Mom said turkeys come from the supermarket. YOU LIE!”

Turkey: Behave yourself back there. There's cameras around.

KT: Thank you again for all of the great "1000 Words". Have a good holiday. Eat some turkey because you'll be interviewing some next week.

KT, I hope you, Amy, Jay, Kate, Joe, Michael and Brooks have a good Thanksgiving. Whether you're hosting, visitng, doing restaurants or potluck, hopefully you'll get lots of rest for upcoming HCR food fights. (I'll contribute to family potluck)

The turkey is suspicious. What happened to the looney tune white guy who had this gig last year? Maybe he went through that woodchipper thing at Sarah's place.

"Too many among us today are in a rush to carve up the spoils of our society. There are some in Washington who say that the white meat is more deserving of our attention. These 'White Wingers' prefer the meat that is closest to the heart.

Some others say that for too long we have ignored the richness of the dark meat and what it can contribute.

While I understand both of these sentiments, I believe that on this great holiday we should not focus on the differences, but appreciate the forces that bind. The gravy."

Sasha looks like Dad just told her that the pardoned turkey will NOT be playing with Bow.

Thank you Karen, I stopped work in the kitchen to watch this today and was happy to see he included Malia and Sasha.

I am thankful I have husband's favourite lime jello salad made, pecan pie, cranberry sauce, homemade cornbread and biscuits (makes a big difference I found out ) for dressing made. Daughter is bringing the sweet potatoes and pumpkin pie, Tomorrow should be easy with just the turkey and fresh asparagus.

I am thankful that I found Swampland, Karen, Joe, Michael, Jay, Amy, Kate and the great commenter's here and I hope you all have great Thanksgiving.

Kids, there's a helicopter outside. Step away from the door.

you're on fire today KT lol. Thx and happy thanksgiving to each and every one of you. Especially spob, rusty and freeinpa

Fox is going to be over this. Obama hanging around with a turkorist.

Living in Texas I have tried a lot of Pecan Pie recipes but this simple easy one that does not even call for vanilla is the best and gets more praise.

Pecan Pie
Pastry for 9 inch one crust pie.
2/3 cup of sugar
1/3 cup unsalted butter melted
1 cup corn syrup
1/2 teaspoon salt
3 large eggs
1 cup pecan halves or broken pecans.

Beat sugar, butter, corn syrup, salt and eggs in medium bowl with wire whisk or hand beater until well blended. Stir in pecans. Pour into pastry crust.
Bake 375 degrees for 40 to 50 minutes or until center is set.

Sacred and Deconstructiva thank you for the great recipes I will definitely try them.

...yes, thanks for the pie recipe, caro.