Thursday, November 27, 2014

Gobble, Gobble

Happy Thanksgiving! I'm a big believer that we should be thankful every day- not just one day a year.  So here are a few things I'm thankful for. Ready? On your mark , get set, go!

1) I'm thankful for such wonderful, funny, generous kids. Shhhhh. Confession. I totally relate to my boys and I admit I was terrified of having a daughter. What would I do with her? Yes, I like clothes and shoes, but will she love football? Will she have a raucous sense of humor like her mother? What if she likes pink? I'm working on some of those things. She keeps me on my toes and I'm so lucky to have her. My oldest son is such a sweet boy and my little one is a firecracker. Literally. I could blame him for the nail in the coffin in formerly cute stomach, but in reality I can also blame Taco Bell for having Volcano nachos while pregnant with him. Perhaps I can make a break for the border for a tummy tuck ?

2) I'm thankful for wide calf boots. I have freakishly large calves and sometimes the regulars don't zip up. Kindness. Generosity. Pleasant surprises. Love all 4.

3) I'm thankful for sushi, skittles, gobstoppers , good coffee, gelato, and almond joys. Margaritas. Yes. Good margaritas.

4) 2 letters-DQ

5) I have really good friends. For the love of God, these people listen to me prattle on about a bunch of nonsense and lie to my face and say,"T, you are perfectly fine."I love you. I do. I would totally dedicate a hair metal song to you like something by Extreme . Perhaps "More Than Words."  You people "Kickstart My Heart" and remind me that "Somebody Shake Me " out of my neurosis.  All of you-even if you don't want me to. Love means never having to say you are sorry, right? Did I just quote one of the worst movies ever. Yeah, I'm talking about you "Love Story." Heaven isn't too far away. Closer to it every day. At least according to those dudes in Warrant- well, the ones still with us.

And the rapid fire thanks goes to: jeans with 1 % spandex, fantastic x in laws (a bonus when the marriage bombs),  cute guys. (Granted I don't think many are cute but the ones I do.... Sigh), electricity (sukks trying to put your contacts in or dry your hair without it), flannel sheets, expletives,  lip balm, football, dogs that sit on your feet, anti frizz serum,  glasses (those things that help me see), bad music (Demi Lovato sounds better in the car), good music ( this would be subjective ) , dental floss, frozen yogurt, room spray that covers the smell of poop, Christian Bale,  when I don't get the evil eye at Boy Scouts, capes (the cool kind like you see equestrians wear in the Scottish countryside), air conditioners, heaters, Ed Norton, compliments ( I need to STFU and just say "thanks!"), deer in my yard, clean laundry, laughter,  friends with "ad " in their name, self deprecating humor, Momo, tequila,  warped humor (and it gets more warped with tequila), toilets that don't over flow,  low traffic days, and sarcasm. What on earth would I do without my friend sarcasm? I'll tell you.  I would be huddled in the corner listening to Barry Manilow eating cookie dough even though the package insinuates your organs will shut down if you eat it raw. F you cookie dough police.  Please. Live on the edge.




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