Gobble gobble

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. Despite below-freezing temps, we had a great time at the Turkey Trot this morning. More than 10,000 people were registered for the various races, and what SOME (So Others Might Eat) can do with all the money raised, all the people they can feed, well, it feels really good to be a part of it all. I feel unbelievably grateful for all with which I've been blessed, and I feel that giving back, in any small way, is the best way to start a day of thanks. On our drive downtown, we talked about how good it would feel to volunteer in a local shelter on Thanksgiving one year. The boys were really keen on the idea, and I beamed inside and out.

It's a gorgeous day, and we were well-dressed. The cold simply felt crisp, though my toes would disagree. Jack and I decided to run together while T and Ol walked; we finished the mile in 9:40 and cheered the rest of our team on as they came through ten minutes later. Then it was back home for warm baths, hot chocolate and popcorn. The boys are watching Myth Busters while I finish a few things up and -sshh!!- peruse online sales.