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It’s weird how if you’re not celebrating Thanksgiving is really just another day.  It didn’t used to be that way, I remember as a kid even if we didn’t have much going on it still felt like a holiday.  Everything was closed, television had special programming on and the only people you saw were those going to a from social gatherings.  I walked to the market this morning to purchase something to BBQ and if I hadn’t known it was a special day you would have thought it was just another day, stores and restaurants were open, people were out cycling, walking and scattering around NoHo like they always do.  The market was insane, everyone getting those last minute items they forgot and a bunch of people like me, just getting things for themselves. Maybe because I didn’t wake up early enough, there really wasn’t anything to festive on television…  Although, as I write this, I am watching the “Talking Tina” episode of the Twilight Zone marathon.
I know this is the day we all declare what we are thankful for, If you don’t believe me just log onto Facebook, it is the content of almost everyone’s status update.  And I have been giving it some thought, I have so much to be thankful for, great friends and family top the list.  But really many of the big things in my life are nothing to be thankful for this year, so I have decided to focus on all the little things, the stuff we normally forget when things are going well.

I’m thankful for the drawings, scribed by tiny 6 year old fingers, that hang on my walls.  Pieces of colored paper, adorned with a little girls vision of sharks, hearts, whales and whatever else her genius little mind dreams up, many marked with “I Love Daddy”.  I am grateful for the miniature voice in my head that is exclaiming “His name is Daddy”, which is what Bing was yelling after I introduced myself to some of the Moms in Lucy’s class.  And for “Hi, Bowling Guy”, my Mini-Manwich’s customary greeting to me.  My Mom makes the list, for the way she will always gets more upset over the injustices done to me than I do.  And my Sister for her motivational speeches… if they are wanted or not.  I am thankful for “the busty old car”, not only for getting me from point A to B, but for not having a radio, or working windows, or heat… It makes me appreciate even the simplest amenities a newer car has.  My old Adidas court shoes deserve a mention, they are the only shoes that don’t destroy my feet as I trek around the sidewalks of the valley, exhausting my body and clearing my mind.  And finally, for the comments left on these blogs, little blurbs, some funny, some serious, both honest and heartfelt that not only validate this blog, but lift my spirits.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Rock On, Jack

Tags: Adadis, Thanksgiving, Twilight Zone, WKRP

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