It Is Good To Be Thankful!

Sa-weeeeet! It's Thanksgiving Day, and I'm in heaven. I'd consider this my favorite holiday: everyone's warm-and-fuzzy (well, at least until the afternoon cocktails kick in); there's no anxiety involved over gift-giving; and it marks the beginning of the Christmas season! I love all that Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree and Holly Jolly stuff. And of course, there's the STUFFING and mashed potatoes with butter and GRAVY! I have about an hour before THE parade starts (and yes, I'm a sucker for it every year), so I'm going to quickly show a bit of gratitude for some of the things that keep me going and put a smile on my face throughout the year. This is just a sampling...I have much to be thankful for.

• The Man and The Boy. Love, love, love that dynamic duo. I guess that makes me thankful for the Sugar Shack, too, circa 1996, where it aaaallll started. Bet he didn't know that spilling a drink on a gal would actually work.
• Friends who know my history. Love that I can look at these gals' faces and see the little girls they once were. Of course, that's not difficult...they've aged pretty well. I bet they could still fit into their pegged jeans.
• Friends who know my present. What would I do without the beautiful posse who keeps me laughing, helps me navigate motherhood, and saves my sanity on a sometimes daily basis?
• Also quite thankful that there are no friends who know my future. That would be creepy.
• Coffee. Any form of it. I'd suck on a bean if I needed to.
• Everyone who's hit a "like" or "follow" button in response to this blog. It's been a form of therapy for me, and I really appreciate every man, woman, and child who's hopped on for any part of the ride.
• Stay-and-Play. That one's a no-brainer. And Miss Michelle, Miss Caren, Miss Nancy, Miss Shelly, Miss Kathy, Miss Denise, Miss Donna. Angels, I tell you. Angels.
• The Grand Trifecta of Homegoods, TJs, and Marshalls. Seriously, thanks for feeding my decorating habit. You've been chockful of goodies lately.
• The mango-scented shampoo smell of The Boy's hair, post-shower.
• Vintage magazine ads. I love the look but also the commentary. Like how good-quality slippers can keep a woman from having a nervous breakdown. Yes, I really read that once.
• My BodyJam and Hip Hop Funk classes. I may have two left feet, but I'm not afraid to move 'em. Those classes just make me smile.
• And I'll throw in a shout-out for The Crazy Dog Ruby. Yes, she may be loco, but she sits at my feet every time I write a post, and that should count for something.

That's all for now. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving everyone! Enjoy the day, eat everything you want (the high pace of Black Friday should burn it all off, right?), and again, thank you for tuning in to this episode of That's My Boy! Hope we gave you a Turkey Day giggle.