Fifteen Things I’m Grateful For Right Now

Happy Thanksgiving - pumpkins and apples for Thanksgiving

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, of course. In that spirit, here are fifteen things I’m grateful for. Specifically, these are relatively small things (it’s a bit heavy on soccer mom type things, to be honest). Of course I’m thankful for friends and family and all that but sometimes nothing lift sinking spirits like the realization that we currently live in a world with Wi-Fi. Here you go:

I’m grateful for rain (I live in California, we are all very excited about this).

I’m grateful for that miraculous weather event wherein where it stops raining just long enough to go for my walk (or, as I like to call it, my daily constitutional).

Chronic pain peeps, you will understand: I’m super grateful for when I wake up and only one thing hurts, especially when it doesn’t hurt very much. It’s kind of thrilling.

I’m grateful that my tween still wants me to read her books and watch her TV shows. On a related note, I’m grateful for Bradley James on Merlin and his aversion to shirts.

Also grateful for Lancelot's shampoo!

Also grateful for Lancelot’s shampoo, Gwaine’s snark, and Percival’s silly, silly sleeveless outfits.

I’m grateful for the fact that I can read books on my phone. This is no longer new technology but I never failed to be thrilled by it.

On a similar note – WI-FI. I am grateful for Wi-Fi. I recall a time when there was no Wi-Fi. I recall a time when there was no Internet. And no Wikipedia, without which my current professional life would not be possible. I’m grateful for blog posts that make me think seriously about issues of the day. I’m also grateful for Grumpy Cat.

Equal Exchange Hot Cocoa, you are my reason for being. Bless you.

We got a new roof this summer. It did not seem likely to ever rain in California again so I was not properly grateful when I wrote the check. It’s raining and I’m grateful.

I’m grateful for JK Rowling, who has transformed all our lives into a never-ending series of arguments about how magic work, exactly, and whether Hermione and Ron were really Meant to Be (NO THEY WERE NOT).

They don't get it either.

They don’t get it either.

I’m grateful that Starbucks is selling lattes in “short” sizes. Yes, they are ridiculously expensive. Whatever. Don’t judge me.

You know that moment when four great songs come on the radio in a row, and the next thing you know you are barreling down the highway belting out Def Leppard while fluffing up your hair with one hand? Yeah, I’m grateful for that.

I’m grateful that on a clear day I can see the mountains when I drive from Sacramento to Folsom.

I’m grateful for all the female friendships on Agents of S.H..I.L.D. and for the renewal of Agent Carter.

I’m grateful for Kamala Khan, Saga, and Bitch Planet!


I’m grateful to everyone who makes me laugh and to conventions that feel like home.

And of course I am grateful for YOU, my readers! Happy Thanksgiving – try not to kill your families, at least not until after the pie.