Thankfulness in plenty and in want

{my mum, whipping up some deliciousness}

I hope you all had a fabulous Thanksgiving holiday – a lovely weekend at the very least!  I know I did.  They were days filled with family and friends … laughter … memories … and copious amounts of food.  As my cousin says, “Nothing says thankfulness quite like gluttony.”  It sure seems true here.  I probably weigh a good ten pounds more than I did this time last week.  It was just so good …  

But extra poundage or not, I was happy – thankful – content. 

Maybe it was having an extra day to frolic.  Maybe it was the fact that I’ve been doing what I love. Or maybe it was simply the precarious place that currently is my life.  Perhaps the less you have, the more you’re thankful.  If so, I hope I’ve tucked the thankfulness deep within my heart – so especially in plenty, I’ll remember gratitude.

Happy Thanksgiving

All is quiet.  Before long, however, the coffepot will be emptied and the house will come alive with chatter and activity.  There’s a bird to bake, fresh cream to whip – and a million little things in between.  Before it all begins, however, I’ll sit here and consider my blessings.  

I’m thankful for …

• Grace
• Laughter
• A few tears
• Mom’s sausage dressing
• Pilgrim’s pumpkin pie
• Books
• Music
• Dreams
• Answered prayer
• Unanswered prayer
• Times of quiet
• Moments of excited chaos
• Happy memories
• Family
• Friends

I’m thankful …

Happy birthday mom!

Today’s your day!  Put on your party shoes and celebrate like you mean it …

love you

♥

Totally random

More totally random tidbits from my side of the fence…

Party on!  Yes, my birthday celebration continues.  I sipped an Eggnog latte this morning – a gift from a friend.  I also received a whole parcel of goodies from my friend in Alaska.  One especially delightful treat: Jeffrey Kacirk’s Altered English:  Surprising Meanings of Familiar Words.  They’re knowledge cards, don’t-ya-know – and they’re some good times.  One side lists the word and definition (and where the definition was derived), the other side includes an example of the word in a sentence.  For instance:  Pecker.  Courage, confidence (John Wilkinson, Leeds Dialect Glossary and Lore, London, 1924).  His pecker was the only thing that kept Claude going in the face of possible failure.  {snicker}

Moving right along …

On a mission.  I’m on a mission to keep handwritten communications alive and well.  With that in mind, I have a new site … http://www.myfelicitations.com/blog.html.  It’s taken me months – MONTHS I tell you – to get this up and running.  And I just discovered this morning that I can’t add pictures to the blog. *SOB!!!*  So sad - yet I will try to go on.  I’m telling you this because today’s post is important for those shipping packages internationally.  If this is you, check it out.  Also, if you like fancy papers and the like, the resource links are awe-some!  If I do say so myself. 

Next up, keeping books afloat (why are you laughing?) … 

Why yes, I am nice, thanks for noticing.  If you check out my new blog, you’ll notice my “Operation Nice” badge.  I debated that one.  I’m not really nice, per say.  I can be kind … but there’s a slight chance my feistiness outweights kindness.  Yet I like the idea of being nice!  Then it hit me!  Posting that I’m nice surely doesn’t count.  It’s kinda like saying your humble.  So.  There you have it. 

I have my sign, and I’m okay with it…

How thankfulness begins

I hope it was a good weekend all around!  Seeing how we are nearing the end of November, it was crazy busy for me.  There were festivities to be had morning, noon, and night. 

One happy surprise – breakfast with my cousins.  They were driving through on their way to Yakima, Washington.  Profuse apologies for the blurry, grainy photo, by the way.  Not sure what the deal-io was there.  It may have had something to do with the snow that was beginning to flurry down.  Or the poor fellow my cousin grabbed to take the picture.  You could tell it was not his idea of a good time.  And can you blame him?  There he was , minding his own business, preparing for some artery clogging goodness, when some random stranger accosts him to play photographer.  Life just isn’t fair sometimes. 

But if you can look past the quality (or the fact that I’m sporting some nice chipmunk cheeks and my mom looks like she’s sitting on an invisible chair) – it’s a great picture.  It reminds me how thankfulness can sneak up on a person.  Simply surround yourself with those you love most … throw in a hug or two … a ton of laughter … and your heart can’t help but overflow with thanks.