When you're worried and you can't sleep, count your blessings instead of sheep.

Being home for the holidays is sometimes hard because I struggle with the want to spend time with my family and the want to see old friends and catch up- but time is usually tight and being with my family usually ends up winning. But, last night Aubrey and I mustered up energy we often have a hard time finding and headed down to a bar on Lincoln Ave. where we knew countless faces from our middle school and high school days would be making appearances. The nostalgia was almost overwhelming! It's wonderful to reconnect (lets all admit, facebook is still not as good a the real thing) and it really makes me thankful for all of the people of my past who have played a part in my present- however small that part may be.

There was a time when all I wanted to do was move to New York, or Los Angeles, or London- just to get away from this place, to see the world, to be something and someone big. But I am happy now, ridiculously happy and I am someone big to someone and that is all I could ever want. Willow Glen is a strange place- it feels a lot like a small town in Kansas or a Pleasant-ville of sorts sometimes- There is a gravitational pull that I just can't ignore anymore. I couldn't imagine raising my family anywhere but here.

Happy Thanksgiving!! Hope your day is full of blessings. Love to all!



When I'm worried and I can't sleep I count my blessings instead of sheep And I fall asleep counting my blessings When my bankroll is getting small I think of when I had none at all And I fall asleep counting my blessings

I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds If you're worried and you can't sleep Just count your blessings instead of sheep And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings

-Bing Crosby