Thanksgiving

Another Thanksgiving.  I have noticed that Thanksgiving happens once every year.  It is definitely a pattern.

I am grateful that I was able to see a pattern for Thanksgiving.

I am grateful that I am not a turkey.

I am grateful that I do not know any turkeys and will not be saddened by their demise.

I am grateful that I was born a male and can pee anywhere.

I am grateful . . . 

- that the Law of Gravity keeps me from spinning off the planet;

- that I did not buy a house in Toronto and saved myself over a million dollars;

- that I can count to 14 without using my fingers;

- that I can draw pictures and a salary;

- for Spell Check because it allows me to appear perfect in writing;

And finally,

I am grateful that I often get confused.  This causes me to smile more.

Merry Chritmas!