(in no particular order:)

I’m thankful that I live on top of a hill with quiet neighbors who keep to themselves, but are pleasant and respectful when I see them.

I’m thankful for La Crema Chardonnay.

I’m thankful for the ability to be clever, charming, pithy, snarky and charismatic on demand.

I’m thankful my parents had the presence of mind and forethought to send me to prep schools growing up.  I’m more smarter because of it.  Actually, I’m the mostest smartest!

I’m thankful that I’m aging gracefully.

I’m also thankful for Botox, Restalyne, chemical peels, liposuction and a killer stylist who also doubles as my colourist.

I’m thankful that people either love me or hate me.  I’d hate for people to merely tolerate me.  How boring.

I’m thankful that I have a job I cherish.  And that allows me to travel.

I’m thankful I can make a friend wherever I go.

I’m thankful I’m a prolific writer.  And I can end a sentence with a prepositional phrase if I want to.  And that’s where it’s at.

I’m thankful that my folks raised me to think for myself.  They’re still shocked I’m a Democrat.  They’ll get over it.

I’m thankful I can deflect, diffuse or attain anything with humor.

I’m thankful for the myriad of friends I have … a majority of whom are complete dingbats and provide me with my tons of fodder for this blog.

I’m thankful for my health.  I’m a complete wuss when I’m sick.  I’m also thankful both my parents are healthy … impressive since they are well over 110 years old.

So there you have it.  Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.  This list could change at any given moment with little or no notice.  If you resemble any of these remarks, then I’m thankful for you.  If you don’t, you need to try a little harder in the future.  And you’ll find I’m thankful you’re motivated to do so.