I Would Be Remiss If I Did Not Give Thanks to ...

Oh, sure, it's 12:30 a.m., and I know you are all sleeping, or reading, or blogging, or doing unmentionable things--but I was in first place on BlogMad tonight after only having joined the service two days ago, and I need to give thanks where it's due.


(Taking folded paper out of pants pocket. )

I want to thank my mother, my father, my girl cat Frankie and her brother Johnny. And I don't want to forget my second-grade teacher, Mrs. DeStefano, who encouraged me to put my thoughts on paper and to stop hitting Richie Murphy with my lined notebook.

Thanks also to my cousin Rocky for providing continuing "protection" (ahem) free of charge, my interior designer for pulling together my living room/dining room areas in the Benjamin Moore shade of Colorado Grey, and my dentist Dr. Aversa for his continued patience with my gagging during dental X-rays and cleanings.

I think I hear the music starting-- They want me to get off. But thank you again. I will try to live up to this honor.

Tears. Wave. Kisses thrown. Exit.