I love Thanksgiving...no presents, no religion, just good food (hopefully:), friends, family and a heaping of gratitude.

But that's not what my blog today is about.

Last Tuesday night I arrived home, ate some dinner and went upstairs to get ready for bed..I was exhausted. As I'm in the process, I hear the familiar sound of a lawnmover rumbling outside. At first I didn't pay an attention, it was just another sound of suburbia. However, there was something strange going on...it was completely dark outside!

I couldn't believe it. It sounded close so I looked out the window and barely spotted my neighbor across the street mowing his lawn. Apart from the noise, I knew it was him because he was holding a flashlight. It was bouncing around as he mowed over leaves and twigs. He could only mow for about 2 minutes at a time because the bag would get full and he would have to empty it out.

I watched him in amazement and wondered out loud...WTF?