Little known fact: I played the turkey in the Thanksgiving play when I was in fourth grade. If I can find the photo, I will scan and post it.
In the meantime, here’s an old photo of one of my kids in Thanksgiving mode:
Here are just a few things I am thankful for:
My husband who laughs when I act out conversations I have (either real or in my imagination).
The stacks of novels waiting to be read.
My kids, especially when they’re getting along and having fun, but even when they leave the butter on the counter where the dog can eat it.
Friends I know through the computer who take the time to say, “Hey, me, too!” from time to time.
Real life friends . . . wish we all lived in the same town, though.
A house with a pantry and a perfect office space for me.
Sunshine. On my shoulders. Makes me happy.
Health. The older I get, the more lucky I feel.
The Internet. Seriously.
Living near the ocean.
And I’m thankful for those of you who read this blog. If this blog were a person, it would be in fourth grade, so hopefully the best is yet to come. Which brings me back to what I was doing in fourth grade . . . playing the turkey in the Thanksgiving play.
See how I did that? The circle of