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Today, I am Thankful for…

I am thankful that Michael is not here.  (Yes, I really am because) That means he
has job and is working.  Not to mention that after this week he will be training for his promotion.   That’ll be “Captain Lane” to you, thankyouverymuch!

I am thankful for Skype and Facebook.  While it would be wonderful to have a million cars parked in the cul de sac, and family and friends around our table, Skype and Facebook keep us connected, and for that I am forever grateful.

I am thankful that each of our children are so totally different from one another, because, really, variety is the spice of life.   This includes the puppy, because we all know that fur babies are just as much our children as the ones that were housed in our belly.

I am thankful that I am not crazy enough to hit the stores on Black Friday.   Now can someone please stop the insanity with the Crazy Target Lady and the Kohl’s Rebecca Black ditty?!

I am thankful for my ability to cook (FINALLY!)     I mean, just the other day I was talking to Michael about how I once made him creamed spinach when we lived in Cheektowaga.  He then reminded me that I didn’t cook in Cheektowaga (blank stare).  And, then I reminded him that he threw up after that creamed spinach endeavor.  I guess that we were living in Cheektowaga when I started to step out of my comfort zone, and stop cooking out of the box.   It’s been one foot in front of the other, over the years, and now I actually enjoy cooking.

I am thankful that I had food to cook for my children today, and I’m thankful that I
roasted our 12 pound bird breast side down.  One word: Juicy.   Oh, and, cornbread dressing.  There’s something to be said for being a southern transplant.

I am thankful for my old Food Saver because it allowed me to freeze Michael’s Thanksgiving dinner so that he can enjoy it when he gets home.

I am thankful that we have not one, but two Redboxes close to our house.   Even if one of your kids (ehem, Benny) picks a horrible movie that starts with Judy and ends with Moody.

(Bonus gratitude:  Davey actually sat through a whole movie.  Maybe we can actually go see that movie with the Penguins that he’s been talking about.)

I am thankful for the gym I joined in October.   I feel that I’m becoming slightly obsessed with working out, but there are way worse things to be obsessed with.  Like, pie, I could totally be obsessed with pie.   Maybe I am, but in that case I am SUPER grateful for my new gym obsession.

I am thankful that I am who I am, even if I’m whiny about how I want my new iPhone, like, yesterday.

I am thankful for so much that I can’t put it all done in one post or condense it all in one day.

I am thankful, that much is true.

On Thanksgiving and Everyday…

We should be thankful
We should be free
We should be faithful
We should shine

If you haven’t, you should be reading the updates by Peter Mayhew about his wife—my friend—Anissa.   They will put into perspective the fact that we should be grateful everyday of our lives, even in the mess, the muck, and the madness.

Best Shot Monday: My Twilight Date Night

On the Sunday before last, when Michael came home, I told him that I wanted to go catch the late show of Twilight that night.  He asked me if I minded waiting so that we could go together.   He thought maybe his mom could watch the kids on Thanksgiving night and we could have an actual date.

Now I love Edward, but I love Michael more.  So, I waited.

I got the tickets early, just to be safe.   And around 9:10pm we left the house.  It was strange to us to be walking out door, together, at night, without the kids!   A good strange.  We got to the theater and sat in the van, talking, for a bit.  Then we headed in.

I grabbed his hand, “I’m so glad you wanted to come.  Mostly groups of girlfriends have been going to see this,” I stated.

“Oh Shit!  This is a chick-flick, isn’t it?  It is.  Oh man,” he lamented.

“No, baby, it’s not a chick-flick.  I promise!” I reassured him.

We got our Candy Combo (popcorn for me, peanut M&M’s for him, drinks for the both of us,) and after forking over three quarters of million dollars, for said combo, we went into the theater.  Not a soul was in there.   We doubted that it would be empty, after all it was only 9:30 and there was fifteen minutes till the show started.

People started to trickle in and Michael was able to count the number of boys/men that came in.  One was kinda questionable, if you ask me, though.  There was–at least–five other males in that theater.

“See, I told you it wasn’t a chick-flick!”

“Yeah, we’ll see.”

The lights went down and the noisy teenagers behind us were still trying to get settled.

A boy called down they row, “Hey come sit over here by me?!”

“No, I don’t want to.  [He’s] going to bite me!” she exclaimed worriedly.

“I’m gonna bite you,” I said to her mischievously.

“Are you Edward?” she asked.

“Maybe I am.” I answered.   Laughter ensued.

The movie preview started and I have concluded that most movies suck.  They actually showed us one whole movie in it’s entirety.  In just two minutes. For real.

Then I heard Bella’s voice start talking about death.  And it began.   The movie was a little slow, in my opinion, and I couldn’t help but compare it to the literary version.  There were things that I “got” that Michael didn’t because I had read Midnight Sun in addition to Twilight.

Here are some things that stood out to me, in no particular order:

  • Bella’s truck was just as I imagined. Same with the Cullens’ cars.
  • The Cullens were UNNATURALLY white.  And their lips were painfully red.  People must be really blind and stupid if they can’t tell that something’s up with them.   But, Edward was perfect.  Swoon.
  • Eric being Asian was odd to me.  But, that’s because I pictured him in my mind differently.
  • The actress who played Jessica sucked.  Just my two cents.
  • Forks was just awesome.  The scenery was spot on.
  • Charlie and Billy Black were also spot on.
  • Jacob. Meh.  Not likey Jakey so muchy.
  • The scene in the ballet studio was just as I envisioned except for the actual killing/burning of James.
  • Jasper’s expressions made me laugh out loud.
  • Rosalie and Emmet were also as I envisioned.
  • The scene in Port Angeles when he saved her was great!  Very accurate.
  • Alice was delicious and I look forward to seeing her more in the coming flicks.
  • Charlie’s house was a little “off” from my imagination’s version of Charlie’s house.  And so was the beach scene at La Push.
  • The Edward-Bella kiss, in her bedroom, in her skivvies, was HOT.

I’ll just stop there.  On a scale from 1-10 I give the movie a 7.  It was good enough, but I’ll not be in any rush to see the sequels.  I can’t wait till they come out, but I won’t be forking over a million dollars to go see them at the theaters.  Because really it costs about a million dollars to go to the shows now-a-days, no?

Weekly Winners XXXXXV

This Thanksgiving we were visited by Michael’s mom, her husband, and their dog (also named Sadie, or Sadie II.)  It was wonderful to see them and have them here.  Not only that, but my mother-in-law is a FANTASTIC cook and she cooked her full non-traditional Thanksgiving dinner (the exact meal that she prepared the very first time I met her; Thanksgiving of 1994).

She had sent Michael the grocery list and we had everything that she would need, on hand, for the feast.  He even prepared some of the things like boiling the chicken for the corn bread dressing and chopping up the tomatoes, onions, and peppers for her relish.  Our pre-Thanksgiving dinner was also courtesy of Michael. He made us some awesome Muffulattas and cheese dip to go on the side.  Scrumptious, I tell ya, scrumptious!

The Winners are many this week; I hope you enjoy this peek into our Thanksgiving Holiday.

*You can also read my Thanksgiving day post: HERE!
*I also have a post at Blissfully Domestic | Photo Bliss titled These are a Few of my Favorite Things that is scheduled to post at 1:00pm EST.

Next:  Pre-Christmas with My Parents!

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A Letter of Gratitude to My Family

I am here, sitting at our new table, thinking of ways to express to you all just how much you mean to me.  With your arrival into my world I have been changed.  I am changed daily, too. Changed by things you do, things you say, things I do, things I say, by this blessed life that we live together.   Let it be known that our smiles,  our angst, our laughter, our frustration, our happiness, our sadness, our love, our pain, all of our daily interactions ARE every single reason to be grateful.  Because life is not always meant to be neat and tidy.  Tables will never be free of scratches.  I don’t know why I forget that so easily?

Please continue to bear with me.  I was raised in a such a way where we put a tablecloth on the table to protect it from the spills or damage.  We never saw the beauty of the wood because it was brand new and we couldn’t let anything happen to it, now could we?   So, it’s hard for me to let go of that notion.   However this belief that when something is protected it’s out of all harm’s way is wrong.   It’s vulnerable, yes, but it’s also allowed to shine.

My solution for the table, and life–in general–is to love it, care for it, protect it, but also allow it to be exposed for it’s true worth.  Not one of us is without a burden or scar; no one is perfect.   I tend to forget this, however you make me remember.  For that, I am forever indebted.  For that, I thank you.

Michael:  Thank you for being the man you are.
You make me the most even when I feel the least.

Mikey:  Thank you for having such a good head on your shoulders.  You delight me daily.

Olivia:  Thank you for being caring and compassionate.  Your social graces make me proud.

Benjamin: Thank you for making me laugh and keeping me on my toes.  You are amazing.

David:  Thank you for being so sweet and lovable.
You have revived our family and my motherhood.

H a p p y T h a n k s g i v i n g
to one and all….

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