I made a thanksgiving resolution to find something to be thankful for every day until next Thanksgiving. I’m running late this week, but here’s what I was thankful for last week!
I try not to repeat myself too much on what I’m thankful for, but there are several things that I’m thankful for every single day and it would be hard not to repeat them. First is God and my savior, Jesus Christ, another is Dennis, and of course my Jessie! Without her happy smiling face, life would just not be as grand! It’s funny, before we got her, I was an absolute dog hater. I hated them from birth–hated, hated, hated. I thought they were completely stupid, I hated that they bark, I hated their drool and stink, I hated that they lick you, sniff your crotch, pull your sanitary napkins out of the trash and tear them apart with their teeth….yeah, that happened to me once. When I was at my then-boyfriend’s house (now husband’s). Mortifying (and disgusting), I can tell you. Before I fully realized what was happening, my new boyfriend was playing tug-of-war with the dog he was babysitting, trying to get my pad out of its mouth! I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die!!! I’m sure Dennis was traumatized for life and it’s a miracle our relationship survived that fiasco!
Needless to say, Jessie turned me around and now I just love dogs to death, including all the things I used to hate about them. They are the most innocent creatures and can have such a personality, I just adore everything about them. I think she is the biggest reason I was able to let go of my panic that I would never have children of my own because at least with her, I feel like I have the next best thing.
My car. Several years ago I jumped it with the cables backwards (I should never be allowed under the hood of a car) and ever since, I have had no radio or CD-playing capabilities and in order to start my car, I have to turn the key while simultaneously holding down the “unlock” button on my door. The rear window defroster does not respond when I hit the button to turn it on, but two or three times a year, usually during the summer, I will look down to find that the button is lit up and it is engaged. My windshield wipers have been off-kilter ever since I put them on myself in 2005 (I just shouldn’t be allowed around cars period, probably not even behind the wheel), despite having many car shops adjust them. Since our basement started leaking and we had to move everything in it to our garage, my car has suffered through three major hailstorms and has the battle dents to prove it. There is a leak somewhere in the the antifreeze delivery system and depending on the time of year, we sometimes have to refill the tank every two days. (Right now we’ve gone two months without having to add any antifreeze.) The sunroof has leaked since the day we bought it and we eventually just caulked around the edge to keep water from getting in, which makes my car just that much more ghetto-fabulous. A half-blind elderly woman side-swiped us one day, having not even noticed we were in the lane she decided to turn into, so there is a nice chunk of fiberglass missing from behind the back door on the driver’s side, along with some white streaks that haven’t come off in the two years since she hit us.
With everything my car doesn’t have going for it, it’s easy for me to focus on the things that are wrong with it, but when it comes down to it, my baby (her official name actually is Baby, though I’m thinking of changing it to Betsy now that she’s getting older and kind of senile) runs great and gets me to where I need to go and that’s all that really matters. And I’m so thankful to have it!!
Friday: N&J Cafe! Now that I’ve been trying my hand at Mediterranean cuisine at home (so far I have made Mediterranean tacos and chicken shawarma –both so good!), I have seen the light and fallen in love. I think I may love it even more than Indian! Anyway, Dennis and I always go out to dinner on Friday nights if we can fit it into our budget, and decided on Lebanese since we’d been digging it at home and went to N & J Cafe, which we had only been to once before, when neither of us were very adventurous with food. I had the beef shawarma sandwich with hummus and tabouli and I thought I’d died and gone to heaven! We went again today, and are planning to next Friday as well. I see no end in sight because I crave their food every day now!
Saturday: We always go grocery shopping on Saturday and although I usually take it for granted, it occurred to me to be thankful for the fact that nearly everything ingredient and food I could possibly want is available to me. I can make foods from any culture or ethnicity I want to, and although it is a simple, basic thing, I should not take it for granted. Not everyone has this privilege and even I may not always have it, as I do not know what the future holds, so I want to appreciate it while I do.
Sunday: It was a cardio day and I was a bit afraid to put any pressure on my knee but I tested it out with some Tae Bo and had no problems at all! Hopefully whatever was wrong with it is gone for good. I recorded my workout to post on our ICT 3 for 3 Facebook page b/c one of the members wanted us to post work out photos to inspire each other, so I’ll put it here too for those who have some time to kill. It’s not very interesting unless you get off on wimpy girls punching & kicking with bad form, whining, and making grunts and grimaces.
Monday: Although I can think of many reasons why I’m not thankful for my brother-in-law, we celebrated his birthday on Monday, so I concentrated on the ways I am thankful for him. He and my sister got pregnant while they were in high school and he stuck by her from the beginning and is still with her seven years after they met, which in and of itself is impressive. High school love usually burns out quickly. They got married in 2007, and it is easy to see how much he still cherishes both my sister and their son. I am so grateful that Lacey has someone that genuinely loves her. That is such a blessing.
Tuesday: This day marked Snowmageddon 2011 for Kansas, and my husband’s truck decided this was the day it was going to stop running. Although I was neither thankful for the snow nor the truck dying, I was thankful that since I had to give Dennis a ride to work, I wasn’t alone while navigating the snow-driven streets. I usually am a mess when driving in this weather, but having him with me made me so much more confident!