A Thanksgiving Interlude

So, as you may or may not know (maybe you're spying on me) Thanksgiving is probably my favorite holiday. And though this may come as a lie to my first grade teachers (who put us all into an Arbor Day play, and we swore what a great holiday that was), that means even in the world of blogging some pause to be thankful must be given.

Part of what I love about Thanksgiving is that it's a holiday that isn't about anything other than recognizing how good you've got it (and this, roughly four weeks before a holiday that seems to be about demanding to somehow have it better). Growing up, Thanksgiving meant a little calm around the Curmudgeon homestead (I am, so it seems to me, the calm one of the lot so any moment that cooled the rest of them down was always welcome). In grad school one of my dearest friends would invite us all to her place for Thanksgiving, and those days, chaotic as they sometimes were with drunks of many persuasions and all the grad school drama you could shake a dissertation at, it was one of the best pauses in a great time period. And in recent years, a number of close friends and new acquaintances have invited me into their homes and made me feel like part of the family.

Maybe because I'm pretty far from all of them at this point, I'm thinking more about them. And so while I won't bore you with the full list of things, I'll say a quick thanks to all those folks who've helped me love this holiday (even though most of them know nothing of this blog).

So Happy Thanksgiving to you. I'll return shortly with the last of the "Your Questions Answered" entries.

Cheers!