Tomorrow, I mean. Thankful for tomorrow.
There's a reason Thanksgiving is only a one-day holiday. Otherwise, people would get stabbed, or exsanguinated like Arnette, and probably by me. If you know who I'm talking 'bout, be careful not to fall down the well.
I am thankful to have an in-tact spine.
I am thankful for my houseboy/personal chef.
I am thankful for Excel spreadsheets.
I am thankful for the lusty dreams of adolescence, coming back by surprise.
I am thankful (in hindsight) for the taste of EVERYTHING.
I am thankful to friends when they send me cards in the mail.
I am thankful for shower chairs.
I am thankful that I can now burn my shower chair for warmth.
I am thankful for my handy father and his help around the new house.
I am thankful that, for the fist time ever, I have been able to hole up under blankets with mugs of decaf coffee during the first two snowfalls of the season.
I am thankful that SATC 2 is out on Blu-Ray.
I am thankful for Tootsie Rolls, which I hated until recently. They used to hurt my teeth.
Vibrators. Nuff said.
I am thankful for doctors who give the green light to resume...marital relations.
I am thankful that I get! To! Cook! just in time for Thanksgiving! Not exactly from scratch, but it beats Gray alone in the kitchen, although Stouffer stock may take a hit.
Have a good one, ya'll. Please PLEASE have a cocktail for me.