Thanksgiving...not.

You’re probably expecting a post on my opinion concerning what it’s like to spend Thanksgiving out of the country and away from family. While I had every intention of doing so, instead I would prefer to tell you that today I was in my elevator, going up to my apartment, and the power went out. That means the elevator came to a screeching (literally) halt, all the lights went out making the tiny 4-square-foot space pitch black, and I (not kidding) began to have images of that episode of Saved by the Bell when Mr. Belding’s pregnant wife gets stuck in an elevator with Zack and coincidentally goes into labor, only to have Zack save the day and deliver the baby minutes before the power comes back on. They named the baby Zack…in case you missed that one.

So, in this season of thankfulness, I am thankful for a few things:
1. Cell phones that can illuminate the tiny space of an elevator.
2. That I was not pregnant, nor in a labor, all alone in the elevator.
3. That my debilitating phobia is of bridges over bodies of water rather than small, dark spaces.
4. That last night the GIANT lizard that was hanging out on the wall directly outside my bathroom window did not enter my apartment.

Okay, so #4 is entirely unrelated, but man did I thank my lucky stars about that one last night…

You can expect the real Thanksgiving post tomorrow, after we have our Thanksgiving “party” with the readers.

Happy biggest shopping day of the year!