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Ok, oooooooo-kaaaaaaaaay.

So I am not just thankful for love, peace, goodwill, etc. That is good. That I love. That, yes, I am thankful for. But I also find it necessary to post less profound pedacitos of Thanksgiving I hold dear to my heart. This list I will also limit to 10 in the best interest of available megabytes.

Again, no particular order, I am thankful as all get-out for:

1. Great sex--or rather, the dream that this might actually, one day, come to be.
2. Buckies or any other little coffee house that can fill my being with my daily shot of decaf iced mocha.
3. Dagoba 73% Conocado chocolate...one of the few soy-free chocolate bars I can actually find. Couple that with a good red wine and...well, refer back to #1...almost.
4. The colors black, purple and red. White on a muggy August day. But mainly black, purple and red.
5. My garden...my bugs, my dirt, my caterpillars, my herbs, my rocks, my mulch, my lawn, my compost bin, my trials and errors, my time with God in the midst of His creation.
6. All my electronic toys and gadgets that I just loooove to fiddle with.
7. My sunlamp for these daaaaaaaaaark autumn into winter days.
8. My music...in all forms it takes--the memories of my violining and singing years, the music that now fills my home and car, the music invented by my children.
9. My body. Never given me much to worry about, not overweight (perhaps a bit under, though), could use some touch-ups here and there but I would never really do it, healthy, rarely sick, in good physical shape (but still can't do the splits. Working on that...can now stand on my head, so there is hope yet), figured out how to work Life around food allergies and I feel like I'm doing all right.
10. Toenail polish and lipstick.