Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I'm cooking a 20 pound turkey and I'm happy to do it. In fact, I'm thankful that I know enough people who are brave enough to come by and eat it. But still, I'm anxious about how it will turn out. I'm in fairly good health, and I'm thankful for that. But still, I feel bad for people I know and care about who can't say the same thing. I'm not poor, and I'm thankful for that. But still, I constantly worry about money. I would really like for one of my two real estate investments to sell. All in all, it's not a bad time in my life. My well-reviewed historical cozy mystery is up on Kindle now, and I'm thankful I didn't screw up the upload, but still, I wish I were one of those Internet wizards who know what to do now.

I guess life is a series of "I'm thankful, but still…" moments. So I'll close with the very real thought that I'm thankful for Walter, and John, and Yafi, and Sparky, and Doug, and Sal, and all my family and friends. And there's no "but still…" to that one. Happy Thanksgiving every one.

Oh, you can find Stagestruck, A Jubilee Showboat Mystery, a cheap and fun read on Kindle here:

http://tinyurl.com/83cvkvn

I'd be grateful if you go take a look, but still, I'd be overjoyed if you'd buy it.

What are you grateful but still… about?