I did not realize it had been five days since I publicly gave thanks. Oops.
I am thankful that the no-fun diet helped my 80 year old man stomach. I think I may stick with it - more or less. I am also thankful that Slurpees are also agreeable to my 80 year old man stomach. I will miss cheese but I think I might actually die without a Coke slurpee.
I am thankful for formerly shy five year olds who dance around the cabin in their underwear. Simply hilarious. Wouldn't it be wonderful to be that confident in how we looked in our underwear in the dead of winter with nary a tan in sight?
I am thankful for three year olds who stand with their hands on their hips when speaking to 6'3" men. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have such confidence in our opinions?
I am thankful for friends who visit the cabin, bring dessert AND clean the shower. I am most appreciative of someone who takes into consideration my 80 year old man stomach when baking. I think I am most grateful for the simply delicious dairy free, gluten free chocolate cupcakes she made. They may just be my new breakfast food. I may invite her to move in.
I am thankful that a dog heading out for an unsupervised walk about is still a novelty for the paramedic. He does not complain about having to play tag with the mutt several times up at the cabin. Hopefully the novelty will continue with the move.
I am thankful for my dad for standing around for nearly three hours during a home inspection. I am also thankful that he had the sense to measure the dining room to ensure that my "landing pad", as he puts it, will fit in the new home.
I am thankful to have found a home which will put our family under one roof again. Luckily, bylaws even allow for one more canine addition...
And, in honour of Valentine's Day, I am thankful that - even though I try not to buy into the commercialism of this manufactured holiday - the paramedic is sweet enough to send me flowers. Yay for sweetness.
