As I sit here tonight, with enough Christmas lights spread around the inside of my house to make Clark Griswold green with envy and the melodious sound of "The X Men" movie in the background, I'm well aware I've got many reasons to be thankful.
A beautiful wife I know I don't deserve. Three happy, perfectly healthy children, even if they all are about 3 bricks shy of a load. A nice house, food in the pantry, and I've somehow avoided being committed to a mental institution.
I'm 38 years old and both my parents are still with us, I've got 4 siblings and we all somehow still get along, and I adore my nieces and nephews. I've also got some great friends that I've met over the last couple of years that I never expected to occupy such a huge place in my heart. I heard all you guys and you know who you are.
Thanksgiving is more than just getting the day off from work, eating more than the average human should consume in a week much less a day, and watching Detroit lose. Again.
Take a minute to be thankful for whoever or whatever in your life you're grateful for. You never know when you'll get the chance again.
I leave you with the graceful tones and soothing sounds of Trot, singing the "Micky Mouse Clubhouse" theme song like he's trying out for the lead singer of Megadeth.
The boy can bust a pretty good move too.