cliché, but i can't help it

tomorrow is thanksgiving, and although it seems a bit cliché, i will now compose a thanksgiving list. off the top of my head, thinking over the past year, and in no particular order, i am thankful for the following:

• the softness of samson's ears
• the hippie, a beautiful man who loves me
• flakey pie crust
• non-flakey and super-supportive friends
• cuddly time
• the smell of cinnamon
• all those babies everyone keeps having
• our apartment, which we are almost finished painting
• a neighborhood where i can walk everywhere
• the porch cat
• having a light at the end of the tunnel of financial despair
• feeling like my moldy-body factor is low
• the new comfy couch in the office
• flea killer
• fergus's static-y meow
• running out of bookshelf space
• good steaming hot cups of tea
• getting back in touch with the artistic half of my brain
• hugs--the hippie gives the best hugs in the universe
• scout leaning on me like a big dog
• learning a new craft
• baby lions and meercats and patas monkeys
• my dreams of the future

i am sure there is more, but that is the quick, brainstorm-y list. hope you all have a fabulous holiday. hope i do too if i can ever get out of the office and onto the road!