This year I am afraid I must admit to being a bit of a grinch. I am not feeling particularly grateful for anything. I'm in a tough spot, my life is a bit of a mess, and I am SURLY. I am not very sociable. I do not want to participate in the holiday hurrah. I do not want to be surrounded by people. I do not want to plaster a fake smile on my face and make idle chit chat with anyone. Told you I was surly.
In the spirit of the holiday, however, I will attempt to say something nice instead of pointing out to the masses that the pilgrims gave the Indians small pox and eventually decimated them. So here are twenty things I am grateful for:
20. Good hairbows. I have really thick hair and most ponytail holders snap in half the second I try to use them. I love the ones that don't break.
19. Warm, fuzzy socks.
18. Books. Any books. I don't even care if I like them. I just love books.
17. Chocolate.
16. My furbabies. I have pictures of them up on another post so I won't put more up, but my furbabies are fabulous.
15. The fact that I used to work at a museum. I may have been laid off, but at least I know what it is to have a job you truly love. I know what it is to look forward to going to work, to have a job that makes you say, "I cannot believe I'm actually getting paid to do this!"
14. Rally signs like this one (and people who appreciate rally signs like this one):
13. Homemade quilts. Homemade anything, really.
12. Bikinis. And the fact that I still look good wearing one.
11. J.K. Rowling and her absolutely amazing Harry Potter books. These books can transport me elsewhere and take away all my troubles, if only for a few hours.
10. My front porch swing. It really is a great place to sit and relax.
9. The truth. It doesn't matter if it's an ugly truth. I am always grateful when people are honest with me.
8. Red wine.
7. For getting to go snorkeling in the Caribbean. Look how clear that water was:
6. Historic architecture. And Savannah, GA that does such a great job of preserving its past (and has great food/old houses that make me happy to just wander down the street):
5. Shepherd's Pie. You wouldn't understand if you've never had it.
4. Charleston, SC. It is my happy place. I love every single thing about this city. I love its storied past. I love its beautiful and historic buildings. I love the ballast stone streets (yes, those are ballast stones--not cobble stones). I love the harbor. I especially love this fountain:
The next three are not in any particular order. They are numbered simply to complete the list.
3. My family. They may drive me insane. They may be dysfunctional. I may, in fact, avoid them at all cost today, but they are my family.
2. This lady. Her name is Samantha. She is a Leo. I am an Aries. We were, therefore, meant to be the best of friends. She will run away with me to historic cities at a moment's notice and she loves seafood as much as I do.
1. These ladies. They are Laura, Amy, and Emily. I have known them for years and years. They're family, not just friends. I can cry on their couch at 2:00 AM when my world falls apart (and they can cry on mine). I can eat at Cici's with them once a month every month just to keep our old high school tradition going strong. I can tell them anything, absolutely anything.
I am also, of course, thankful for all the rest of my friends and for all of my readers. Thanks for reading this blog and have a very Happy Thanksgiving!