- Turtlenecks for the turkey neck, Wonderbra for the boobs, Spanx for the butt.
- Bob’s new hearing aids and the end of “huh?”
- A dog to pill twice a day instead of a cat.
- Chico’s weird sizing that lets me wear size 2 for the first time in my life.
- Weighing what we weighed on our wedding day. (I weigh what Bob weighed; he weighs what I weighed. Sigh.)
- Spandex-enhanced jeans.
- Freecycle.com.
- Opportunities to give and receive tough love and grace.
- John McCain’s choice of Sarah Palin as his running mate.
- My superior humility. ☺
- Knowing how to navigate my refrigerator rather than having to ask where the leftover pizza from last night is.
- Maraschino cherries and Red Dye No. 40.
- Disposable turkey roaster pans and rechargeable batteries.
- “5” gum, especially the “Lush” flavor.
- Winning a $100-bet with our handyman on Election Day.
- The ability to read.
- Tina Fey.
- 39 college friends that lived and studied together for one line-changing year in Haus Steineck in Bonn, Germany 37 years ago.
- Biannual reunions with my Haus Steineck friends and the never-ending storytelling.The right to vote.
- Midweek Saturday Night Live.
- To be the mother of three grown sons. Grown being the operative word.
- To be married to my BFF.
- Food, friends, family, fun and freedom.
- Shoes that don’t hurt.
- Email.
- Answered prayers.
- The ceiling windows in our church sanctuary that allow worshippers to experience God in the clouds, treetops and high-flying birds.
- Vancomycin.
- Health insurance that pays $7,280 of the $7,300 cost of a Vancomycin prescription.
- Retweets.
- Susan Boyle and the hope she inspires in anyone who has ever dreamed a dream.
- Newspapers.
- Bees.
- Wikipedia.
- Seeing Leonard Cohen in concert in Durham with friends from #18.
- NPR.
- Popcorn.
- Surviving three car accidents, shingles, surgery and C-diff in one year.
- Our OCD dog Scottie that licks every square inch of the kitchen floor every day, reducing the need to mop.
- The insanely generous Presbyterians and Facebookers who outfitted our sons’ apartment after they lost everything in an Ida-related flood.
- Clients, partners and vendors.
- Watching Gilles Marini dance on Dancing With the Stars.
- Diet Coke.
- Watching Gilles Marini do anything.
- Polar bears.
- The life and legacy of Suzanne Williams, who died way too young in May.
- Attending Suzanne’s wedding in January.
- Suzanne’s best friend and sister, Jennifer.
- Spam filters.
- Bob’s retirement in September.
- My new Mac.
- My new I-phone.
- Prilosec.
- The Amazon Wish List.
- Scottie’s decision to throw up on the hardwood floor rather than the rug.
- For things seen.
- And unseen.
- The reduction in hot flashes.
- An overnight visit this week from Debby Jennings, one of my friends from #18, and my maid of honor. Twice.
- Sully Sullenberger.
- House plants that don’t need much water. (The only way they’ll survive in my house.)
- My Mom.
- My granddaughter Cheyenne.
- The opportunity to work with Erica.
- My very sharp Wüstoff cook’s knives.
- Traditions.
- Change.
- Self employment.
- Splenda.
- So much food that there’s not enough room for it in the refrigerator.
- Wishes denied.
- Ambien.
- Being a Baby Boomer.
- Faith.
- Doubt.
- Rock and Roll.
- The cracks in everything that let the light in.

