my husband is outside, putting up christmas lights... Sometimes, I'm still amazed that I can say that. It was nice spending my first holiday as a married woman. On Thursday we went to my mom's to feast. Of course, I forget that my stomach is smooshed up and I can't eat as much as I'm used to, but I managed to eat a few small meals instead of one big one, thus, I was pretty much grazing all day, as most people do. You would think that Friday would find me full, still, but Mike was up at 5:30 a.m. beginning to smoke a turkey for the feast we were preparing for his family and I rose at the ungodly hour of 6:00 and began preparing a new chocolate walnut cookie recipe and other general preparations for company. They came down early in the afternoon to watch the Huskers lose and we filled up again on the traditional thanksgiving victuals. But as wonderful as the past two days were, it was nice waking up this morning with my husband and setting off to the store for more christmas lights. It was a beautiful feeling to know that I was embarking on the Christmas season happy, loved and in love, with still more love growing in my belly. So as I sit here now, Thanksgiving come and gone, I'm thankful for many things. The happiness I feel, the family I have and love and the anticipation of my growing family, but most of all, for making it to this place in my life, considering all of wrong turns I've made along life's road. So I thank God, Fate, the stars, Karma, whatever it is that gave me so much. Personally, I think it may be a bit of all of those.