Thanksgiving

It's that time of year again, the day we celebrate the last day before we have to hear Porky Pig's "Blue Christmas" one hundred times a day.
DH and I leave tomorrow night from Philly's airport to get back to the 'Ville around midnight. We're flying back Saturday because I have to work Sunday, but for the time in between we plan on seeing as many people as possible. We also love to visit our favorite hometown restaurants. (as an aside, we used to love the Bristol on Bardstown road. We had our wedding rehearsal dinner there. Then we avoided it for several years because they used some bullshit reasoning to get out of the old smoking ban. I then heard they asked a patient with CP to move for making a "disturbance". Granted, I live far away and don't know the whole story, but I'm still hesitant to go back.)
Things I am thankful for this year:
1. My husband - he has put up with a lot from me in the past few years, not the least of which is moving him around the country several times. He is kind, patient, just as nutty as me, and my best friend. He also helps with my massive anger control problem (that is a story for another day).
2. My family - both blood related and by marriage
3. My pets - yes, even the cat
4. Good health - holding out on the BP treatment for another year
5. My job - despite my griping, it really is the best job in the world
6. A roof over my head - I have a fantastic, cozy little house in Southwest Center City. Our stuff fits in it, we have a little patio, and it's near everything
7. A growing acceptance of green policies - The Bush administration will never do anything, but it seems like the public is changing without them. I especially love programs like Philly Car Share, to which we belong, and the slow transition to alternative energy, such as PECO's.
8. Hookers (DH made me add this)
9. College basketball - A non-displaced patella fracture ending a career? C'mon! Slap a tension band on there and he'll be back in 8 weeks.
10. My friends - To everyone I have known over the years, I miss you all and wish you the best.
10b. My old Fairmont - best car ever; it was a good friend. Met the same fate as my beloved Escort, that is, totaled by a sister I had recently given it to.
Happy Thanksgiving

Eat a Tofurkey!