Thanksgiving is my favorite of holidays. Even though its goodwill fuzziness and warmth subsides the day after with ad after ad of "Buy, BUY, BUY!!!", I enjoy being in the company of my friends and enjoy an excuse to let them know how fortunate I am to have them. I also enjoy cooking (or, helping to cook) for them and my family. Food is love

I have all my fingers and toes and know completely that I really don't "have" or "know" much at all. But in my delirium; I have friends, Mumma, my babies, and a mind that can still see through the bullshit. I'm still jovial and enjoy meeting new people. My kids say I make a new friend every few seconds and I'm eternally grateful that they are with me when I do, that they can see what no pretense really is and they can see how honest folk interact.

We are overjoyed that we are now in eternal debt like so many other folks in that we finally purchased a house. And not just any house!!! It's got charm and scars, just like us. It's got incredible potential, just like us. What it needs now is a little lovin', a little creativity, and a little room to breathe, again, just like us. It's fine as it is, but could use a little honing, a little direction, and a change of clothes.

Just like us. All of us.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. Eat, drink, smile and love. Tomorrow a plane could fall on your head.

--machiner