Happy American Thanksgiving! I hope that, if you celebrated it, you had a fantastic day. Actually, I hope you had a fantastic day regardless of your holiday status.
Even though I am technically American, I celebrate Thanksgiving in October with my fellow Canadians (ah the joys of dual citizenship…I really don’t know why I don’t just have TWO turkey dinners. Oh wait…because I’d have to cook them. Riiiiiiiight).
Where was I? Ah yes.
While I didn’t eat turkey (and it’s probably good that I didn’t, for reasons which will become clear), I did pause for a moment and count my blessings. Ever since I started my gratitude journal—which I am STILL doing!—I’ve been counting my blessings more and more often. And it feels pretty darn good.
So here is a snapshot of what I was grateful for at 6pm AST on American Thanksgiving, 2011:
- a warm apartment
- roasted butternut squash soup simmering on the stove
- a tray of freshly baked biscuits just out of the oven
- Florence, my ipod, playing Harry Potter books
- a tummy almost-recovered from a lightning-fast bug yesterday
- the fact that said bug was as lightning-fast as it was
- my amazing husband, who spent yesterday looking after Xander while I was sick, then worked all night to catch up, THEN went to work as usual today. He’s a superhero.
- my adorable son lying upside down on the sofa and noshing on apple slices
- the thick layer of snow that fell yesterday without endangering any of my family
- cozy, freshly laundered blankets to snuggle under tonight
- impending twinges of Christmas spirit
- my beautiful, beautiful life
I hope you had a beautiful Thursday, no matter WHERE you live. And I hope that today is just as lovely.