Day eleven – 9/11
- I’m so very thankful that my dad stayed home on 9/11/01. He was scheduled to be at the top of one of the World Trade Centers, but the parts he needed to install didn’t arrive on time. Instead, I had breakfast with him on my way to work.Â
- While I’m talking about my dad, I’m thankful that a kind stranger did found and used a AED and then performed CPR on him for a half hour when he had his heart attack. He’s had some close calls, that man, but he’s pulled through. It makes my heart smile to see him with Gracie.
- I’m thankful for our local Chinese buffet. We love that place. It’s nice to be able to run down the street when we’ve all had long days.
- I’m thankful for Entrecard. It’s great free advertising, and the Entrecard website has linked me up with some awesome blogs and bloggers. Win, win, the whole way around.
- I’m thankful that I’ve never known the kind of oppression I read about in A Thousand Splendid Suns.
- I’m thankful for my super cool Built lunch bag. It’s made of neoprene, and it stretches to fit whatever I put inside. What’s not to love?
- I’m thankful that Grace is feeling better. Hallelujah! She’s still spotted like a leopard, but the fever is gone and the other symptoms have improved.
- I’m thankful for the kindness of strangers. No special reason, just thankful.
- I’m thankful that all of the local grocery stores have car carts.
- I’m thankful that Grace is ignorant enough of the world to be unafraid. She will become worldly and wise too soon.
- I’m thankful for flip flops. I hate wearing shoes. Maybe I should move to somewhere warm so that I can wear flip flops all year round.
Day twelve – 9/12
- I’m thankful for teachable moments. My students and I spent a lot of time today talking about hurricanes. They were enthralled. Even though hurricanes weren’t on my lesson plan for today, my kids were interested and wanting to learn. They asked awesome questions, and we even pulled up pictures of Katrina and Ike to compare them.
- I’m thankful to live on top of a hill in Pennsylvania. We don’t have floods or hurricanes. TheÂ occasionalÂ tornado blows through, but we’ve also been fortunate in that department.
- I’m thankful for my Pampered Chef stoneware. Â Joe has eggplant cutlets baking on the Large Bar pan right now. I can’t wait to eat them. They’ll be delightful.
- I’m thankful that the September 11 footage stays buried for 364 days a year. I watch a tribute video today. It made me physically sick. I don’t want to forget, but I don’t want to watch it again, either.
- I’m thankful that we live in a nation where one Presidential nominee is a black man, and the other is running with a woman. It’s a great year for people who aren’t white men, regardless of your political slant.
- I’m thankful for Saturday morning breakfast. For longer than I can remember, my little sister and I have had breakfast at a local restaurant with our dad on Saturday mornings. For a little while, we went more often. These days, my mom, husband, and baby join us. Good times.
- I’m thankful for my blog. I love writing, and I love attention. Can you tell? Blogging is the perfect hobby/business for me.
- I’m thankful that I grew up in the country. You know, like in the middle of the woods where children play with mice and ducks instead of toys and pee in the outhouse in the yard. Â I’m a little sad that Grace will miss out on those experiences.
- I’m thankful for patience. I’m absolutelyÂ impatient 99% of the time, about everything. But when it comes to Grace, I have the patience of a saint. It doesn’t matter how many times she shrieks or how many fits she throws, I don’t lose my temper.
- I’m thankful that my husband cooks our dinner most days.
- I’m thankful for hugs. This evening, Grace picked up my hand and put it on her back and hugged me. I melted into a puddle of weepy, happy goo on the couch.
- I’m thankful for hot water. I love taking a loooong hot shower in the morning. I comb conditioner through my hair and stand under the luxurious spray. I know it’s not the most environmentally friendly thing in the world, but long showers are a special treat in my life.
Day thirteen – 9/13
- I’m thankful for our CSA. You would not believe the bounty we brought home from Spiral Path today. It was a carload. Joe will be processing tomatoes for most of the weekend, but that means we’ll have homemade spaghetti sauce for the next six months or more. All it cost us was the gas to get there (about 95 miles, roundtrip).
- I’m thankful for my dust buster. Kids make messes. Cats make messes. Moms and Dads make messes. Our Dust Buster gets a real workout, every day.
- I’m thankful for laughter. I don’t remember what we were laughing about, but Joe and I laughed like hyenas this morning. It feels good to laugh.
- I’m thankful for Gracie’s blanket. There’s a post in the works about her blanket. Joe just told me that it’s like a sleep switch. As soon as she has it in her hands, she goes right out.
Having a migraine. Sorry to disappoint, but I’m going to have to fill in the rest tomorrow.
**Update – I’m quitting the challenge. Not because I’m ungrateful, but because doing this challenge every day is eating up too much of my blogging time. I’m getting behind. Sorry Angela!
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