The Pilgrims Would Be Proud

I was going to make a list of all the things I'm thankful for today — the cake at Shaw's, Jennifer Garner (in spite of how much Alias sucks this year), my Bubby, Jamie Cullum's music, all the folks who read my blog regularly, etc. — but right now, the thing I'm most thankful for is Thanksgiving itself.

Because of my cousin's wedding last night (which was very nice, by the way, but a long and very late night — we got home at 2 a.m.), my mother essentially cancelled Thanksgiving this year. I was prepared to eat chicken, at home, with just my parents. (Hey, at least it was some form of bird.) But a Thanksgiving miracle has happened: at the last minute, we've accepted an invitation and now there will be turkey, gravy, good friends, and all the requisite side dishes. Thanksgiving is one of my top five days of the year (the others being, in no particular order: my birthday, Christmas, July 4 in Boston, and the first warm day of the year), and I always look forward to the spread. I'm really happy to be celebrating today and will be smothering my big plate of turkey in gravy accordingly.

And of course, as Mitzi knows only too well, the most wonderful time ... of the year officially begins tomorrow. I've got my "A Very Marty Xmas 2004" CD ready to go for my drive back to Boston on Sunday, and I'm excited to compile this year's mix over the next couple of weeks. Stay tuned for more on that.

Happy Thanksgiving everybody!