And so, here we are - just about at the big day we wait for all year.
The date on which so many give such heartfelt thanks for so much ... reduced price merchandise.
Because, I swear people are more excited about Black Friday than for the day which precedes it. That's Thanksgiving, for those of you who've already turned your back on the winged feast.
Man, Turkey Day is like the Rodney Dangerfield of holidays, isn't it? No respect, I tell ya. Sure, most will savor the moment the big bird lands on the buffet table and all, but I honestly think increasingly more people every year slide by Thanksgiving without passing "Go" or collecting $200. Instead they head straight into Christmas - for which that two bills would come in handy, BTW, but I digress.
It's an age-old question, really: Is it acceptable to light the Christmas tree before the Thanksgiving stuffing is cold?
The battle rages on: Some folks are firmly Team Edward, er, turkey while others live in Camp Jacob - I mean Kris Kringle.
I love how aptly my sweet little friend Samantha Phillips of Sebring puts it: "Jesus trumps the pilgrims."
True story. But that doesn't mean Thanksgiving isn't important enough to acknowledge. In fact, pausing to give thanks is certainly what He would like us to do.
So, as Thursday approaches, we all need to ask ourselves: What am I truly thankful for?
As I've mentioned previously, I may be 88 percent convinced that Facebook is one of signs of the apocalypse, however, it's not entirely without its merits. Encouraging a daily November wall posting of reasons to be grateful is definitely one of them.
I've read some pretty inspiring and uplifting things from my FB pals this month. Most about family, friends, faith and the like.
Of course my faith, husband, son, parents, siblings, in-laws, nieces, nephews, cousins, aunts, uncles, friends and colleagues all top my list. So do any and all readers of this column. Thanks!
I'd also like to mention my appreciation for miracles such as the amazing recovery of Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords. Hers is a story that is nothing short of amazing - and makes atheism pretty moot, by the by.
I'm also thankful for that dear pal of mine, Charleen Scott, a Trumbull County native who defected to Ashtabula. Thanks, Charleen, for always sending me the most beautiful and poignant stories to share such as the one titled "Anymore."
It tells the tale of a woman whose husband dies during the night and leaves her struck with the sadness that suddenly, she doesn't have any more "hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, no more 'just one minute.' Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, never to return before we can say good-bye, say 'I love you.'
"Live today because tomorrow is not promised," it ends.
So, this Thanksgiving, let's all pause long enough to be grateful for those we love, for what matters most, for the gift of life for however long we may be blessed with it.
OK, OK, once you've done that, you can hit the outlet sales and fire up the Christmas lights.
Happy Thanksgiving, all!
Kimerer is a Tribune Chronicle columnist. She's grateful for your contact at firstname.lastname@example.org.