Thanksgiving--

I do have some issues with this holiday in the historical sense and it is the beginning of the season of mass consumerism. I sort of have a love hate thing with it and instead of focusing on all the bad things that the holidays mean I try and focus on the good things.

There is nothing wrong with having one day a year where we all take at look at what we're thankful for and how those things enhance our lives.

I am thankful for my son. Everyday (even though he is fastly approaching his teen years and becoming a bit of a pain) he is a wonderful child and I am lucky that he is mine. I like to tell him if he hadn't been mine I would have kidnapped him.

I am thankful for my mother. She is the one who is always on my side even when maybe I am wrong and when I screw up she doesn't say "I told you so." I love her and her little dog.

I am thankful for my pets. I know that may sound silly, but Sir Jack Bobo, Princess Billie Jo, Duke Fredrick, and Ocsar the fish give me something to come home to on those days when Sid is at Camp Dad.

I am thankful for my two not-sisters Taylor and Mara. I always wanted a sister and now I have two, who may not be blood sisters but love me just like I was their older sister. They indulge me by buying matching sunglasses and shirts and listening to me go on and go for hours about boys. When I move next year it will probably be to Denver so I can be close to Taylor and I hope to take Mara with me.

I am thankful to my many friends. I have too many to name but I am glad that I have them and have too many to name. Not many can say that. I am very fortunate and I know that.