This melding of Thanksgiving and Hanukkah won't occur again for more than 77,000 years. (77,798 to be exact!) That's a long time, people! The last time it happened was in 1888. (I find the succession of the 8s and 7s very interesting, but that has nothing to do with anything.)
Of course, this melding of holidays has not lessened any of my family's dysfunction. It's possible that the dysfunction has multiplied. Ugh. In fact, I've decided to put this year's first dysfunctional story into a book. Now I just need to write a holiday book and fit it in. Haha. I've never set out to write a holiday specific story, although Dangerously Close does take place just before Thanksgiving and runs through Christmas, so I guess it could be called "holiday light." I've begun to bill it as "Add a little suspense in your holidays." (Actually, the Thanksgiving after-dinner scene might be my favorite scene in my fourteen years of writing. I giggled through the whole thing and only hope other people feel the fun as they read it.)
This year I'm especially thankful for having a healthy husband and daughter. I'm EXTREMELY thankful for my new kitchen after 23 years of waiting/saving. The space has transformed our little family unit since we have space to converge/cook/eat/sit. In the last few months we've had some awesome times in our new kitchen and I figure I have 2 more years to soak it up before my daughter is off to college. Here's a pic of my dream kitchen (with my dog's tail as she's walking out). The old kitchen ended right where the fridge starts. (We more than doubled the space.)
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What about you? Anything you're particularly thankful for this year?
