I got this e-mail today from Natasha, and decided it was an appropriate post for Thanksgiving day:

I am thankful for the wife who says, "It's hot dogs tonight!"
because she's home with me and not out with someone else.

I am thankful for the husband who's on the sofa being a couch potatoe
because he's home with me and not out at the bars.

I am thankful for the teenager who is complaining about doing dishes
because it means she is at home, not on the streets.

I am thankful for the taxes I pay
because it means that I am employed.

I am thankful for the mess to clean up after a party
because it means I have been surrounded by friends.

I am thankful for the clothes that fit a little too snug
because it means that I have enough to eat.

I am thankful for my shadow that watches me work
because it means that I am out in the sunshine.

I am thankful for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing
because it means I have a home.

I am thankful for all the complaining I hear about the government
because it means we have freedom of speech.

I am thankful for the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot
because it means that I am capable of walking and I have been blessed with transportation.

I am thankful for my huge heating bill
because it means that I am warm.

I am thankful for the lady behind me in church who sings off key
because it means that I can hear.

I am thankful for the pile of laundry and ironing
because it means that I have clothes to wear.

I am thankful for weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day
because it means that I have been capable of working hard.

I am thankful for the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours
because that means I am alive.

And finally, I am thankful for too much e-mail
because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.