I’m not organized or dedicated enough to do daily Thanksgiving posts, but here’s a random one: I’m truly madly and deeply thankful that my 3 year old will entertain himself in his room for 15 minutes after I put the one year old to bed so I can eat some food in peace and type this thanksgiving message on facebook. And I’m thankful to my husband for bringing home said food from Chipotle. Because cooking today = definitely no with a chance of not tonight.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
