Giving Thanks...For Swamette

The following is an absolutely true story [you should not infer from the previous statement that ALL my other posts are not absolutely true,...but you get the idea]:

About eight years ago Swamette, who is an RN (you probably figured out already that The Swami should be under constant medical supervision) was in charge of an orthopedic unit of a local hospital. In the course of a conversation with an older female physician, Swamette learned that the lady would be alone on Thanksgiving and so Swamette invited the woman to join us for dinner.

The Thanksgiving meal was delicious as always and everything went very well. That year we had a total of eleven people (we are expecting 16 this Thanksgiving with new additions to the family since then).

After the doctor left, most of our family members were still around and we were teasing Swamette about inviting "a stranger" to dinner and I said to her, "who are you inviting next year, a yak herder?"

I cannot say with certainty that that had anything to do with the subsequent development of Yak Herder Central, but perhaps.

I think that the moral of this story might be that wherever you find the lovely Swamette, you will find the true spirit of Thanksgiving.