- At the Emmons table: Thou shall not commence digging in to the feast until Bob's leg and your cute face have coupled up for the classic Thanksgiving picture.
- And more importantly: Thou must singeth at the top of thy lungs the anthemic grace song of: BE PRESENT AT OUR TABLE LORD. I must admit, that as the vocal abilities of my siblings grew, there were times it seemed the dinner blessing would never end. Oh the 86-bar finale of a 4-part harmony Aaaaaaa-meeeeeeeen!
This past Thanksgiving night, my wife had her Tarot cards read by Originateve University mentee: Javier Rhenus Lastres. For the present, she was shown the 10 of cups: