Thankfulitude.

Today, I am thankful for so many things. My adorable (and adoring) husband. My hilarious (and edible) children. A job I love that [sometimes] pays. A job I love that never pays (but one which I want to keep doing until the cows come home). My sister and her husband and my sister and her boyfriend and my sister. (I realize that this sounds like a lot of men for one sister.) My nephews. Extended family. Bestie friends, both far-flung and near-flung. Our kitten-cats. This blog. The tamale lady on our corner. 

But today I'm extra-special-thankful for my parents. Because today is her birthday and he could use a bit of bolstering.

And because they're still young and in love.

And because he taught me everything I know about music and she taught me everything I know about Golden Age movies.

And because even with a house full of four kids (and later their boyfriends, husbands, kids, luggage, and a small legion of sippy cups and used towels)...they've never once told us to go away. [Out loud.]

And because- for all they've done for us and will continue to do (because we're not leaving)- they deserve all the love and blessing and thanks and positive energy this world can muster. 

Starting with me. (And hopefully you.) 

Happy Thanksgiving.