Happy Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving.

My mom is an amazing cook. A... mazing.  Everything she cooks, tastes like heaven, and turns to magical calories inside my belly. The turkey was delicious. And the mashed potatoes were beautiful.
The stuffing was gorgeous.  Her pie was so tasty.  That's right, I said pie. As in singular. Only one.

Granted, there were other desserts, cherry crisp dessert, homemade kit kat bars, a strawberry cheesecake jello that was incredible.... but still... ONLY ONE PIE. This was sad to me.

I have a desire to make another pie. Pie is wonderful. Hmmmm... Perhaps tomorrow.

My brother brought his friend Hegon home with him. It was great having a guest from Korea at home for the holiday. And my mom gave me a bunch of new/old books! My mom is finally taking the time to get rid of some of the stuff they've kept over the years.

One of those things is their car.  It's a gorgeous hybrid! If you wanna save loads of money on a good hybrid--the car is only $11,999. It's such a beautiful car.  My dad works with cars for a living and they kept copious records. They are the original owners. So if you're a commuter and you wanna save money visit this link on KSL:
Honda Civic Hybrid

Thanksgiving being about gratitude...

I am grateful for my cpap machine. It helps me breathe! And I am ever so grateful to breathe!
I am grateful for my friends. It seems that whenever I feel most lost, some random friend calls. It's uncanny.
I am grateful for my Heavenly Father and for my Savior. Sometimes I'm not good at keeping up a relationship with God, but then He inspires someone to call, to write... and I am overwhelmed that H still remembers me.
I am grateful for my talents. They help me to feel like I have something to contribute to the world.
I am grateful for my family. They are so patient with me. I wish I had better lived up to their expectations. It's hard when you plan on growing up to do so much, and it turns out you end up just being a regular old adult with regular old adult problems.
I am grateful for my future. I am grateful for those precious moments when I am wise enough to still have hope in that future.
And I'm grateful for the present. Sometimes I wonder if our lives don't manifest our true desires. Perhaps my present is merely a reflection of the true desire to just enjoy a piece of pie, a good show, and the company of funny friends.