Damn fine loin fruit

Random things I am thankful for this year:

Funny dog pictures. They cheer me up when nothing else can.

I mean, who doesn't smile at this?!

A son who offered to not only host dinner in his new house, but cook it all too!

Food so good that I actually ate carbs. Ham with cherry port glaze so incredible that I sounded like Homer Simpson with a donut. Pork loin that melted on your tongue. Bacon in the stuffing. Who needs a damn bird when you've got pig?

That I only ate one piece of turtle pie. And it was more than enough. I shall now suffer for days, I'm sure.

Stretchy pants! My stretchiest pants were in the wash but I did have my stretch cords, which, while not as stretchy as I needed, did the job okay.

A daughter who told her brother that he has turned her into a "Thanksgiving snob". Only the best food will do now. Boxed stuffing and canned yams will never be enjoyed at our table again.

Rum concealed in my Diet Coke. As I sipped, all remaining exhaustion, stress and tension subsided and I thoroughly enjoyed being with my kids.

A boss that didn't schedule me until noon on Black Friday. She may be a bitch but she likes me.

And finally, for some damn fine loin fruit! None of them are perfect but each one is an incredible human being. And gorgeous. I couldn't help but look at them in wonder. These are the fruit of my loins. I did okay.