Thank you, Punch Brothers, for making my drive home quite delightful.
Thank you, students, for making me thankful that I'm no longer in high school but for always making me laugh at things you do.
Thank you, Papaw, for not allowing me to be the only one to fall asleep during the 6:00 News last night.
Thank you, rain, for cutting our morning run a little short today.
Thank you, bowl cuts, for going out of style shortly after my childhood so no child today has to suffer as we, the select few, did.
Thank you, friends who send mass holiday text messages, for including me. No matter how much I question your sincerity, I secretly love it.
Thank you, parents, for giving me a name that never allows people to ask the question, "Johanna, who?"
Thank you, mom, for always having 4 cartons of ice cream in the freezer.
Thank you, family, for the following Thanksgiving table conversations:
- An intense argument over the outcome of Dancing with the Stars.
Gammy (former professional opera singer) is convinced it truly is a talent contest and couldn't figure out why Brandy (singer/performer) didn't make it into the top 3. Someone chimes in with the idea that it's just a popularity contest, which only adds fuel to the fire.
- Gammy (While looking at Jay, Carla, and me):
"I was kind of hoping one of you would have an announcement for an upcoming wedding or something." To which we replied with complete and total silence... until Uncle Chuck reminded everyone of Prince William's upcoming wedding. Thanks for easing the tension and then abruptly leaving the table, Chuck.
- Jay randomly revels his plans to go duck hunting with the Zac Brown Band. Mind you, the only gun Jay has ever held is a BB gun.
Jay: "I've only used it to wound a coyote and shoot a squirrel.... which I killed and then felt really bad about. I also think I used to shoot turtles."
Papaw: (1st and only words of the night) "Well, Jay, I think the ducks are going to be moving a little faster than the turtles."
- Family discussion about traveling full-time in an RV
Jay: "Man, you must really have to like your wife."
Carla: "Well, I think that's the point of marriage... finding a wife that you kinda like."
Chuck: "You know, Jay, you have a point....... That does sound awfully confining."
And this, people, is what Thanksgiving is all about. Happy Thanksgiving!