Things I am Thankful For

(In no particular order)

Electricity. Books. People who read books. Talking about books with people who read books. Writing. Working with other writers. Especially young ones. The five senses. Babies laughing. My family. (This means you too, aunts, uncles, and cousins!) But especially my sisters. Creativity. My giant 96 box of Crayola crayons. Art. Being able to go look at art. French food. The diversity of humanity. The amazing jobs I have. People working together to help others and/or improve things in the world. My house and all the things inside it (especially the love). The Muppet Show. Sesame Street. Mister Rogers. Music. Dancing. Photography. My best friends. The awesome people I work with, who are also friends. Old friends. College friends. My grad school posse. High school friends I am STILL friends with. Ex-boyfriends who can be friends. Writer friends. New friends. Getting letters from readers. Making discoveries. Geology. My health. My husband. My past. My memories. My editor. The ocean. Hats. Being able to be warm, dry, or cool whenever I need to. That Your DeKalb Farmer’s Market is so close to my house. Italy. Water. Movies. My book clubs. My fire pit. The post office. Travel. Indoor plumbing. Flowers. The knowledge and understanding that life is so incredible, amazing, full, and lush that this list doesn’t even cover half of what I have to be thankful for.

Happy Thanksgiving, everybody.

Songs In my Head Upon Waking in the Last Week:
“Valley Winter Song,” by Fountains of Wayne; “Jesus on the Radio,” by Guster; No memory!; “London Rain,” by Heather Nova;  “Rhiannon,” by Fleetwood Mac; “Remember the Time,” by Michael Jackson; “Final Fool” (mashup of “What a Fool Believes” by the Doobie Brothers, and “Finally” by CeCe Peniston), by MadMixMustang