I'm thankful that Jack Kennedy freed us all from wearing hats, because it allows me to believe the answer is blowing in the wind without thinking about how difficult it was to chase a hat caught in the gusts of November.

I'm thankful for a divisive country, because it allows me to believe that with a little more love, all our troubles will end.

I'm thankful for bad times, because it allows me to believe that there are good times, babe, just around the bend.

I'm thankful for endless wars that waste our money and the lives of our children, so that I can dream of when Johnny comes marching home.

Just Her, And Me, And God

I'm thankful for crappy weather, because it keeps me from missing freezing in that lonely old farmhouse when it was just Em and me, and the north wind, and God.

I'm thankful for a bum hip, because it keeps me from playing touch football, and falling, and tasting blood as I bite my tongue.

I'm thankful for diabetes, because it makes me appreciate bad black coffee for the fact that it doesn't spike my blood sugar..

I'm thankful for an old wife, because I no longer get rubbed raw on the tender bits from four or five encores.

Here, Girl!

I'm thankful for my dog, because when everything seems to hurt, and when what doesn't hurt, doesn't work, she seems to think there's something good about me.

I'm thankful for bad waitresses, working one of the world's hardest jobs, because they make the great ones seem worthy of the Congressional Medal of Honor.

I'm thankful for turkeys that are too big for two people, because that makes for easy sandwiches for several more days.

I'm thankful for turkey that dries out in the refrigerator, because that's a good excuse to slather lots of gravy on it.

I'm thankful for being broke, because I don't have to contend with Black Friday sales.

The Eggs Under The Tree

I'm thankful for Thanksgiving, because it's fun to wake up to find colored eggs and chocolate marshmallow rabbits, left under the tree of colored lights, by the great pumpkin.

How much more Wild Turkey do you suppose the state stores sell during the week before Thanksgiving? If you're an alcoholic, give thanks for your ability to hide in a bottle. Even recreational drugs didn't do me any good; I was forced to wait for senility to be able to hide. I'm thankful it's finally here.

May each of you find something to be thankful for, something that you've never fully appreciated before.

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