November has been full of people giving thanks for family, friends, faith, food, farms . . . the list goes on and on. And while, I, too, am truly thankful for all of those things and people, I have a more offbeat list of random things for which I am thankful.
1) General Hospital. Yes, its a soap and trashy TV, but serves as my getaway from reality. Multiple DVRed episodes carried me through house cleaning and final food prep yesterday and this morning.
2) Leftovers. The night before Thanksgiving I don’t cook, and normally My Farmer would head to town for a pizza, but we decided to stay put and empty the refrigerator. Leftover stew, split pea soup, corn muffins and strawberries. Ymmmmmm.
3) The Rockettes. They just opened the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade (see number 5) with their precise kick line giving Nattie an even bigger life goal. She’s looking beyond Barbie and now wants to be a Rockette. I can support that.
4) Grasses My Farmer thinks are weeds. My attempt at setting a Martha Stewart table is complete with gourds and mini-pumpkins from my mom’s garden and vases of seeded grass I cut from my landscaping.
5) The Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Tradition in so many homes is watching the parade. This is probably the one time of year (aside from watching a movie) that I don’t mind my kids becoming TV zombies.
6) Weather stripping. As I sit here typing this, the wind is whistling through every south facing window in the house, even though I have shoved folded newspaper in the cracks. Thankfully, Mike and crew from Woodcrafters are coming soon to replace the weather stripping. A toast to no more drafts.
7) The calm before the storm. Well, Thanksgiving dinner isn’t a storm, but it is a big to do and right now every piece of my house is in its place. The toys in the baskets, the books on the shelf, the plates on the table, the blankets draped on the chairs, the kids zoned out on the couch, My Farmer cramming in a few more minutes outside before the turkey fryer calls him in, and cousins, aunts, uncles, siblings, nieces, nephews, and grandparents all set to arrive in a few hours.
For just a few minutes all is right and in its place and for that I am so very grateful!
Read more 30 Day blogs starting with My Generation. And follow more of my 30 Days of the Not So Glamorous Life of this Farm Wife:
- Day 1: Hunger Games. Hungry Planet.
- Day 2: Chili, Children, & Checkers
- Day 3: My Very Fairy Farm Princess
- Day 4: Sunday School Lesson
- Day 5: Wackie Day. Wackie Cake.
- Day 6: Tricked Out Tractor
- Day 7: God Bless Teachers
- Day 8: Just Breathe
- Day 9: Meet My Farm Boy
- Day 10: Date Night
- Day 11: America the Beautiful
- Day 12: What Farm Wives Discuss When Farmers Aren’t Around
- Day 13: Working Calves
- Day 14: Leavin’ On A Jet Plane
- Day 15: A Face in the Crowd
- Day 16: Home Again & Harvest Dinner
- Day 17: Spring Cleaning
- Day 18: 4-H Superheroes
- Day 19: I’m Nuts About. . .
- Day 20: Prepping for Turkey Day
- Day 21: Backhoe Bonanza