The Houston Chronicle delivered a tree in paper form to my house this morning with all the advertising inserts.  Black Friday.

I glanced through them and I have to admit that I didn’t see one damn thing I would be willing to go stand in line in the rain for or to get into a fight over.

I guess the greatest thing about getting old is that I don’t need much.  I need my computer, a comfortable chair to watch the news, chocolate chip cookies, shoes that fit well and don’t pinch my feet, a coffee maker, a Bubba to tell me I look pretty even when I know damn well that I don’t, a warm blanket that’s cozy, and did I mention chocolate chip cookies?

The blessing of today is that my sons and their families and my brother and his family are all coming to my house for Thanksgiving because of a water pipes problem at the planned location.  It will be crowded, loud, and fun.

We are all hardcore Democrats. I am thankful.

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