Dear Diary, It's fall again, and getting to be that time of the year. My mind keeps drifting to last Thanksgiving. Remember what happened? I was so stressed, cooking for all my husband's family and friends without anyone to help me, but I was still looking for things to be thankful for. The one thing I could think of was my sweet stepson. He's so much more appreciative and far more handsome than his father. When he offered to do ANYTHING to help me out, I knew....