While it has come to my attention several times today that the holidays are restful and happy and full of good cheer ONLY IF YOU ARE NOT HOSTING (or helping to host), I am trying to maintain a thankful and positive spirit because if I don’t I may beat the crap out of several family members this weekend.
(If you’re new here, my family gets together on the Saturday following big holidays. My Mom and Dad are hosting Thanksgiving tomorrow. I am at their house helping clean up and cook and arrange furniture to fit THIRTY PEOPLE OH MY GOD into this house, after their big kitchen remodel got finished, oh, about 12:30 this afternoon.)
I’m thankful for:
… the wireless internet my parents installed recently.
… my sister who, even though she makes me crazy, bought me and our other sister Belgian waffle irons while she was out grocery shopping today.
… the home my parents brought us up in. Not just the physical house, but the home that they made.
… all of my friends (see photos of my friend Amy’s newest show!) and my parents’ friends, who I know I could turn to if I need help of any kind.
… most of my family.
… having more than enough to eat, and realizing that this puts me in the category of Very Well-Off People, globally speaking.
… knitting and its wonderful ability to preserve sanity.
… the quiet. My parents live in the country, and I can hear coyotes at night when I get into my pajamas without worrying that there are no curtains on the windows — it doesn’t matter! There’s no one to see!
… this view at 8:00 this morning:
… and I’m most thankful for whatever confluence of events led to the following still life that I saw when I walked in my parents’ kitchen last night:
I just wish I had been invited to that particular party.