Happy Thanksgiving (a day late) 

I’m always a day late with these things. Yesterday was insane, and I couldn’t type for most of the day because I had food in my hands/mouth all day. It was a problem. My weight loss goals are crying and suffocating under the weight of pie and mashed potatoes. 

Anyway, I thought I’d share something with you that I was thinking about last night. As is customary, I was lying in bed thinking of all the things I’m grateful for. There’s the husband, who keeps me constantly laughing (sometimes unintentionally. He gets hurt A LOT). My four kids, who make me want to pull my hair out one minute, then the next I turn into a puddle of goo because they smile at me in a certain way. Extended family, my friends, my church, my health, etc. 

But a new one was on the list this year. I’m grateful for all of you who took a chance on a 29 year old stay at home mom, bought my book, and actually read it! I’m grateful for this strange part of my brain that is constantly thinking of plots and characters, and I’m so happy that some of you are grateful for that part of my brain, too. Is that weird? Yeah, that’s a little weird. 

I got 4 hours of sleep last night, so this blog post is going to decline in quality really quick. I should end before it gets too weird, but I just wanted you all to know that I was thinking of you guys, and that you’re thinking of my brain, and I was thinking of pie. Let’s be honest here. 

Now I need a nap. And maybe some leftovers. And maybe a lesson in “how to not scare your readers”