It's been one of those days...those holidays...you know the ones. I woke up around five a.m., pulled the rolls out of the freezer to thaw and haven't stopped since. I did stop to eat (too often), and I stopped to talk (too much), but I haven't just stopped. Stopped to think. Stopped to reflect. Stopped to give thanks. So here I go: I'm thankful for my 85-year-old grandmother and the time ...