On this day, I give thanks for… [50 things, in no particular order]

Starbucks Venti Nonfat No Whip Decaf Salted Carmel Mochas.
That I do not  have to worry about having a roof over my head.
That I have enough food to eat on a regular basis.
Turkey sandwiches with stuffing and cranberry sauce.
The Food Network.
Alton Brown’s turkey brining instructions.
The very nice lady at Safeway this morning at 7 am, where I went after discovering that we had gotten evaporated milk instead of sweetened condensed milk, and so I could not make the pies. As I said to her, I’m really sorry she had to work Thanksgiving, but I was really glad she was there.
That all the cooking came out okay.
Cable television.
Stephen Sondheim.
Straight No Chaser.
“Brave,” by Sarah Bareilles.
“Raise Your Glass,” by Pink.
“Do It Anyway,” by the Ben Folds Five.
That I can now start playing Christmas music.  Except in the house, where I have to play Hannukah music.
Doctor Who.
The BBC.
Pride and Prejudice.
Colin Firth.
Jane Austen.
The Voice.
And, okay, I admit it: Wikipedia
The iTunes store.
The Quizup App on my iPhone.
The Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act.
My job.
My coworkers.
Good insurance.
That Daylight Savings Time is over.
My doctors and therapists, physical and psychological.
My meds that, whatever their side effects, keep me alive.
My DME, likewise.
Oceans, of all stripes.
The color purple.
That the Red-Headed Menace has had such a great cross-country season.
That Railfan is enjoying his classes, especially photography.
That the Not-So-Little Drummer Boy is still pursuing his passion for music.
My friends, who like me, even though they don’t have to.
My family, who loves me even in spite of myself.

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