Happy Thanksgiving!

It's pretty quiet just now, except for the wicked Wisconsin wind that's blowing. It's late afternoon and the wife & kid are busy out running errands. Things have been pretty crazy around here, getting the house in shape for the holiday trifecta.

With a couple of quiet moments to myself, I'm feeling pretty relaxed, taking a much-needed break from cleaning. This Thanksgiving, I'm feeling particularly thankful for several things.

My ninety-five-year-old Grandmother is still with us and in good spirits. Her eyesight is failing, but she's still strong enough to crack me with her cane when I'm being a smartass.

My wife finally got to the bottom of a food allergy that was causing her incredible difficulty with leg pain and swelling. She's on the mend and feeling a lot better.

At a two-hour rehearsal with my band a few nights ago, we played for only about a half an hour. The rest of the time, we talked about our kids and common issues we're all facing. I always jokingly referred to our regular weekly rehearsal as "bowling night," because none of us bowl. I realized this past week, though, that these guys are like brothers to me.

Lastly, I'm extremely thankful that I have a warm place to sleep tonight and that I'll soon be eating a warm meal with the girls when they get home.

Happy Thanksgiving.