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Thanksgiving was, for the most part, lovely. There were a few awkward parts, but for the most part it was just a typical holiday: good times with family and friends, tempered by reflection of days gone by.

I did give quite a bit of thanks for the current state of RL versus a year ago. I honestly don't remember the holidays of 2007, except for how they related to work, which was starting to go particularly sour at the time. I'm quite thankful that particular nightmare has ended.... I'll be even more thankful when the nightmares about that particular nightmare stop too.

I did find something extremely entertaining during the trip. Friday morning, DH and I were getting ready when I asked, "Why does Mom have The Half Blood Prince sitting under the alarm clock in our bedroom?"

Now, for the life of me, by the time I started writing it, I couldn't recall where the idea for The Witches of Gilford originated. Then I took a closer look at the bedside bookcase and saw this: