Okay, fine, not actually stuffing and pie ...
I am thankful for ...
My sweet babboos, the Zweeble and the Lovely Husband, who crack me up and aggressively snuggle me, sometimes at the same time.
My parents and my grandmother, who have helped us through this crazy-ass year with unflinching support and good humor.
My local friends, who have also helped us through this crazy-ass year with pizza and movies and lots of snark.
My not-local friends, who text and post here and on Facebook and add to the support and the snark. I got to see a lot of them this year, which is one of the shining good things of 2011.
The Zweeb's school, where the teachers helped him cope with change by giving him consistency and digging how awesome he is.
New friends, and silliness, and unexpected stories. Kind words, encouragement, and some really good hair days. Good things in my day job and good things in my writing. A really neat spider necklace, and a cool cloche hat.
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all.
My sweet babboos, the Zweeble and the Lovely Husband, who crack me up and aggressively snuggle me, sometimes at the same time.
My parents and my grandmother, who have helped us through this crazy-ass year with unflinching support and good humor.
My local friends, who have also helped us through this crazy-ass year with pizza and movies and lots of snark.
My not-local friends, who text and post here and on Facebook and add to the support and the snark. I got to see a lot of them this year, which is one of the shining good things of 2011.
The Zweeb's school, where the teachers helped him cope with change by giving him consistency and digging how awesome he is.
New friends, and silliness, and unexpected stories. Kind words, encouragement, and some really good hair days. Good things in my day job and good things in my writing. A really neat spider necklace, and a cool cloche hat.
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all.