Thanksgiving

My Thanksgiving was a little odd this year.   Instead of spending all my time cooking, I found myself hectically sewing Cinderella blue slip covers for the kids chairs.    It was my own fault.  I make a tent with lights every year for the kids to eat under.  This year thought it looked off.   It wasn't magical enough, so my solution?   make custom cinderella slip covers for each little chair and tie them with pink princess bows.   It looked wonderful, but next year it will be better.   After dinner my sister signed me up for match.com.   Yeah it's come to that.   I'm getting more comfortable with the idea of online dating each year when my family gets together.   My sister is obviously beating me into the ground with her brood of children.   I would at least like to be dating at this point in my life, so thank you Greta.  I got three winks in one day.  I think that's good, I'm not totally sure what a wink is, but it can't be bad can it?   Now I just have to come up with the courage/money to join.   I don't like how you literally have no idea who these people really are, other than what they tell you, and I really have no idea how faithful they are.  And what does spiritual/other mean exactly?