We are on the Eve of the end of Thanksgiving Month. Our house has a few sick people and I can't remember when I last put real clothes on. Jammies seem to be the order of every day these days. Coffee is flowing, sleep is not sweet, and bedtime seems to be so far away everytime I look at the clock. All these things are true, but this I know to be truer. There is still more to be thankful for.
361. Breath in my lungs
362. A Heart that beats
363. Hair on my head
364. Socks on my feet
365. A Christmas Tree in my living room
366. My collection of Nutcrackers
367. A delivery of oranges and clementines last night
368. Ice cream in the freezer
369. A new trampoline for the girls.
370. Classical Music Radio (with the now occasional Christmas song)
371. Creativity
372. Sending and receiving pictures
373. Leftover Soup
374. Books on the shelves
375. Lots and lots of warm scarves
376. Lots of warm hats
377. Plug in speakers
378. Yummy Seltzer Water
379. The funny things my girls say
380. My flat iron.... I wish i had one in high school... I needed one then!
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