Things are crazy around chez Maya this morning.  It’s my fault because…well, I haven’t been to the grocery store yet. I hadn’t even decided what I was going to cook for Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow.  Picture me in the middle of the grocery aisles mentally figuring out a menu. Plus fourteen calls to the husband to ask whether he wanted A or B.  Yeah, that was me a few minutes ago. Now I have groceries strewn all over my kitchen and OMG at some point I have to start cooking this stuff.

I’m hopelessly disorganized and I can’t believe tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I mean isn’t it still October?

But for me, Thanksgiving has always been the kick-off to the holiday season.  Thanksgiving is irrevocably linked to Christmas in my mind the day after Thanksgiving the tree goes up, I begin to annoy the holy hell out of everyone with Christmas music, and I start tormenting the kids with wrapped pressies under the tree that they have to stare at for a solid month.

Only uhm I’ve done no shopping yet.  I must get my ass in gear, clearly.

To address the timeless question of what I’m thankful for….today I’m grateful for hugs. Kisses from my babies. My obnoxious cats. And that I haven’t completely lost my mind.  Yet…

I hope everyone has a terrific Thanksgiving Day and a wonderful kick-off to the holiday season. For all you insane people who are braving the madness of Black Friday, be careful!  Don’t get trampled by little old ladies and maniacal mothers with strollers.