Gilbert the giving-thanks turkey

There comes a moment nearly every evening after I’ve arrived home from teaching, changed into comfortable clothes, taken the beagle out, and finished the last of the day’s chores: everything cleaned, put away, and prepped for another day. As I collapse on the couch, tune the TV to that night’s hockey or basketball game, and curl up with a book or magazine while J readies dinner, I realize there’s nowhere I’d rather be than in my own house, reading, while the TV recites its play-by-play like a litany and the beagle snores in her crate, content.

This is my Day Eighteen contribution to NaBloPoMo, or National Blog Posting Month, a commitment to post every day during the month of November: thirty days, thirty posts.