Dear Friends and Family,
Though this year has sucked in ways large and small, I’m thankful for all of you. I have big emotions regarding a few of you, but I’ll save that for a later post.
On this day of Thanksgiving (glossing over the actual horrific origins of this celebration), I’m thankful for small things (in no particular order):
- Apothic Red for just $10
- Jeans that fit
- Fozzy
- Gideon’s eclectic taste in music
- Dominic’s dry comments
- Eddie’s workout habits
- Purple nail polish
- Massage therapy
- Airpods
- Uno
- Alexa (but not Siri, sorry)
- Apple Music
- FaceTime, Skype, What’s App, Zoom and Houseparty
- Netflix, Hulu, Amazon Prime and Disney Plus
- “I have spoken.”
- Bubble tea
- Gus’s chicken
- Writing ability
- Cooking skills
- That I can drive a stick shift
- Ancestry.com
- The election is over (It is. For real, Donnie.)
- “Saturday Night Live“
- “The Amazing Race“
- “Jersey Shore Family Vacation“
- Rollerball pens
- Fleetwood Mac
- Panhandle Slim
- Frequent flier miles that don’t expire
- Friends who invite me over just to drink
- People who have given me a chance to grow as a person and a professional
- The fact that the first “Happy Thanksgiving” texts I received were from the moms of my sons’ friends (three of them!)
- A balcony with lounge chairs and good Atlanta weather so I can be outside
- Fellow bloggers (like this one and this one)
- The cute but not functional scarf Goat-yoga Lisa made me

Adorable, right? In the background is the not-cute-but-functional blanket I made.
For what are you thankful? Tell me in the comments.
All my love,
Beth