There are still a few Halloween displays around, but for the most part the scary scarecrows and sound-activated ghosts have been put back in the attic. Already you can see a few flags hanging outside of houses with pictures of the Horn o’ Plenty, or Turkeys.

It certainly means that in a few short weeks folks will be stampeding the grocery stores for stuffing bread, potatoes, and a nice plump turkey.

I am already thinking about the things I am grateful for, even though it’s not quite time to do any carving, or stirring of the gravy. This is the month where we are to give thanks, and I sure feel like my Horn ‘o Plenty is pretty full. I want to make sure before I start the holiday runaround that I count my blessings instead of sheep (err… should I make that poultry, in honor of the month)?

As a NASCAR fan, I am grateful for another year of thrills, spills, and crushing blows. All of the things that made my blood pump furiously, and caused me to scream either in a howling angry kind of way, or pure elation.