Thanks.

Giving thanks for my turkey trot.  For the nice weather.  For my working legs.  For my sister and my husband who came and walked with me.  For my bright yellow t-shirt.  For my hopefulness to win my age group.  For my humbling, not-even-close-to-winning place.  For the chance to sit in my old high school gym.  For the energy to pass that girl at the end.

Giving thanks for dinner preparations.  For looking through ads for black Friday.  For drinking coffee.  For peeling and chopping potatoes.  For the turkey in the garage.  For chatting with my mom.  For the hillbilly refrigerator (the car).  For watching Guido blaze a trail through the kitchen.  For waiting.  For the cheeseball and the pumpernickel bread and spinach dip.

Giving thanks for dinner.  For Nick and Tyler’s arrival.  For woodworking talk.  For Ben and Rachael.  For Matt.  For new friends and old.  For Julie, Mark, Katie and Marky.  For hugs.  For digging in.  For telling stories about crazy ladies (three in all).  For mashed potatoes and stuffing.  For losing at euchre.  For three kinds of pie, with whipped cream.  For a little more spinach dip.  For washing dishes.  For sitting down.  For more hugs goodbye.  For relaxing with football.  For going to bed stuffed.

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