If you’ve been reading my blog, you know that last week was about as pleasant for me as (pick one):
a. using a rabid porcupine to loofah.
b. having a head that looks exactly like a soccer ball and living in Brazil.
c. being Darth Vader about an hour before he gets the helmet.
That’s because I had surgery to correct a deviated septum. But it’s over now, and completely successful. For the first time in my life I can breathe through my nose. For those of you thinking about the same surgery, I’d say it’s worth it. And I’m thankful for having it done.
I’m also thankful that my particular skill set includes making comics. I could have been born with the skill for painting miniature landscapes on bottle caps. I’m lucky and thankful for it.
I’m thankful that I can reach almost every part of my body in case I get an itch. Except for the middle of my back, which is the only place I ever get one. But I’m not going to quibble today. I’m thankful.
I’m thankful for the invention of the television remote control, without which life itself would be impossible.
I’m thankful that my cat can purr but not laugh, because a laughing cat would be creepy.
I’m sure there are a more things I should be thankful for, but I take all of those things for granted. And the privilege of doing so is perhaps the thing I am most thankful for.
To my fellow Americans, have a great Thanksgiving Day. Everyone else, please hate us a little bit less at least for today. Most of us mean well. We realize it doesn’t always look that way.