Hey everyone — Unlike Aphrodite, I don’t have any good tales of Thanksgiving nookie to share. The Nymph has been fighting off a cold while gearing up to cook dinner for some of her relatives, so spare moments have been spent sleeping. But fear not — even sick, she always snuggles up to me in a most delightful way, like a promise of things to come.

Right now she’s snoring softly next to me, there’s a turkey thawing in the kitchen, the house is full of food and drink, and family is coming by later. How could life be better?