Thanksgiving is

snowball fight

And then there was snow, as an appetizer.

I love snow.

I have low tolerance for loose plans.

I need to be regularly walked (/run/yoga’d/ski’d).

My favorite part of Thanksgiving? Not the eating.

Unless it involves chocolate cake (thanks, Kristin!).

Sometimes, it’s a surprise snowfall.

Today’s was a minor existential breakfast. I am so grateful for this life and for who I am. Peace to you all!