So I’m gonna just do that right now. As 2015 winds down, here’s just a small sampling of what I’m grateful for this year — in no particular order:

• Cranberry sauce. I know this is controversial. I don’t care. Cranberry sauce for life.
• Being happy and healthy. I’m truly blessed to be able to call myself these two things, and totally recognize that both are a gift.
• The U.S. armed forces. For putting themselves in harm’s way for my safety. I hope and pray we honor them by endangering them as rarely as possible.
• President Obama. We don’t always agree (but we usually do), but so grateful for the President who’s brought more progress to this country than any other in my lifetime.

Multiple places to call home.

• Washington D.C. Living in the nation’s capital is always an adventure, and I’m grateful for every minute I get to spend in it. Whether it’s the arrival of Pope Francis or an impending government shutdown, I’m glad to call the District home.
• Gainesville. Although I’m no longer a full-time resident, I love being able to still call this city home every time I come back for gameday or just to visit campus ‘neath the Orange and Blue victorious.
• Chi Phi. Fire away with your Greek life stereotypes, but living with nearly 10 brothers in the D.C. area and dozens other around the country makes adulting that much easier.

SPORTS.

• The Daily Rally. Being able to be involved in such a venture has made me a better person. Grateful for every day that I get to help write the newsletter and learn more about sports, email newsletters, and whatever the hell dabbing is.
• The SEC East champion Florida Gators. Yeah. Those words are weird to me, too. It’s gonna be even more surreal seeing them in Atlanta next week.
• The National League champion New York Mets. Even weirder words. Although I wish we got to take home the world championship for the first time in my life, I’m grateful to see one amazing playoff run.

Culture.

• Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival. Getting to attend this festival opens my eyes to new music and arts every year, and I’m grateful to be a small part of the absolute weirdness that is Bonnaroo. Radiate positivity always.
• Some of the best albums of 2015. Including but not limited to: Alabama Shakes, Father John Misty, Jason Isbell, D’Angelo and the Vanguard, Courtney Barnett, Kendrick Lamar, Dawes, Taylor Swift, and yes, Justin Bieber.
• Yacht rock. Brandy, you’re a fine girl.
• Master of None.
• Fargo.
• Game of Thrones keeping me guessing.
• Mad Men leaving me no doubt.
• Public radio across the country getting better and better.
• The New York Times. The Washington Post.
• The New Yorker. The Atlantic.
• Kramerbooks.
• My Kindle Fire. Reading millions of books has never been easier.

The Interwebs.

• Uber and Lyft. Getting home has never been easier.
• Amazon Prime. 2-day free shipping, y’all. Also some very regretful purchases. Did I really need this captain’s hat?
• Dropbox. “Where did I save that file again?” — a question I never have to ask again.
• Pocket. A place to read literally everything any time.
• Slack. My favorite tech tool of the year. Bridging people from across the country, all with GIFs integrated.
• Twitter. The winner in the social media wars. It can be weird. It can be funny. It can be essential as news breaks. Twitter — may you live forever.
• Podcasts. The best way to spend a commute or a plane ride. Funny, thought-provoking, and a medium that keeps getting better.
• Spotify. Oh, a new album came out? Cool, I’ll just save it for offline listening. Truly disrupting the music industry. (unless you’re Taylor Swift. Or Adele.)
• Netflix. Prime Instant Video. Hulu Plus. RIP any dream of my to-watch queue ever reaching zero.
• YouTube. Same.

Food and Drink

• Cold-brew coffee. Lifechanging.
• Bourbon. A taste of the South wherever I am.
• Craft beer. It keeps getting better.
• Barbecue. Pulled pork and brisket forever.
• Pizza.

And last, but not least…

• Opportunity. Thankful for those I’ve been given and those that are coming my way, and thankful to be employed doing something I love.
• My friends. To those in the 202, the 407, the 352, and all throughout this country. You keep life fun.
• My faith. Even when it’s shaken, it’s still there and I’m very thankful for it.
• My family. For those who live next door and those who live miles away, grateful for your love and support.

Now let’s eat some turkey, watch some football, and pass out far too early. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.