Details, details

So the five of you who read regularly will notice that I upgraded the blog a little. New features, from most to least important, are:

1. The monkey is actually contemplating a taco now, rather than a mirror. For someone who spends a massive amount of time working in Photoshop, you think it would've occurred to me to fix this before now.
2. I've engaged in a bit of shameless self-promotion in the list of links.
3. I upgraded the template. Please understand, I hold no illusions that having the latest in web features is important to a blog that mainly talks about dogs and my obsession with British TV. Mainly I did this because I am sick of the folks at blogger constantly exhorting me to upgrade. So here you are - a new template, thanks to peer pressure. Yay peer pressure.

Anyway, keep checking in the upcoming days for fun, exciting accounts of Thanksgiving weekend at the Monkey Eats a Taco household, featuring special guests Marty Cohen and her husband, Juan. For those of you who fancy a flutter, here are the odds on the upcoming festivities:

• Roger the dog knocks over grandma: 4/5
• I freak out about the cooking but everything turns out okay: 6/3
• Dan makes it the whole weekend without breaking a dish: 12/1
• Maddy the other dog hornks in the middle of the night, waking everyone up: 9/2
• We run out of gin: 8/5
• Juan surreptitiously washes all the dishes when we're not looking: 7/2

Good God, the excitement is killing me.