I am a very happy, very thankful person tonight.
I am thankful that I didn’t burn the house down.
I am thankful that when I screamed “Fire! Flames!” that our guest appeared by my side and took care of the flames.
I am thankful that my husband took the burning object out into the snow.
I have no idea how a potholder got onto the bottom of the empty, preheating oven. I’m thankful that burning potholders smell like dried and rehydrated pickled fish, prompting me to check the oven.
I’m thankful that my garbage disposal still worked despite a washrag being stuck in it.
I’m thankful I’m out of the kitchen.
I’m a very thankful person.
(Note: I did make the most awesome pecan pie ever tasted. I used this recipe.)