Heather Foeh

It seems that almost every year someone in our family is sick or under the weather on Thanksgiving. This year it was my turn. I don’t have a fever, but I’ve been achy like the flu. My throat is sore and swollen and I have zero energy. Yesterday (Turkey Day) I barely moved from the couch. I covered up with a quilt I’d tossed in the dryer for a few minutes (ahhhh) and propped myself on a couple of pillows and read on and off all day, took a four-hour nap, and watched “The Lake House.” Nothing like a little Keanu to make a girl feel better.

Today I’m on the road to recovery and plan to get back to working on my NaNo manuscript. Only one week left — eeeeeek! But I may have a nap first…

My friend Lexi blogged yesterday about the things she is thankful for and that prompted me to do the same:

• My family: my wonderful, supportive husband, our two talented and funny teenagers, and our big ol’ Collie.
• My original family: my Mom and Dad (who served a homemade Thanksgiving meal to 25 soldiers in Kuwait - bravo!) and my little sister who is four inches taller than I am
• My friends: too many to name - how lucky am I?!
• Freedom: to express ourselves without censorship, to walk freely on the streets without curfew, to pursue the American dream

I have a good life. Slowing down and being stuck on the couch gave me plenty of time to think about how truly great it is. Happy Thanksgiving weekend, everyone!