Loads of bloggers are veering into the cliched topic of thankfulness this week. I shall follow suit as, really, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with being thankful. Especially when you have plenty to be thankful for. So, here goes, people.
I am thankful that on Thanksgiving my sister brings green bean casserole, Lynn brings jello, Anita brings sweet potatoes with melted brown sugar and pecans; my mother-in-law, a couple of pies, and my sister-in-law, Peggy, nothing because she mashes the potatoes.
I am thankful that my husband and I finally noticed the outdated art hanging on the walls of our home and replaced some of it though we still need to get rid of wall hangings I bought for my apartment in 1988.
I am thankful Starbucks is willing to make most drinks non-fat and decaffeinated, and that Target sells seasonal candles that don’t look out of place after the season ends.
I hate when my laptop gets infected with a virus but I am thankful I can afford to have it repaired.
I am thankful for the new chandelier that hangs over our dining table, and that the brass wall plates we ordered over the Internet were actually better looking in real life than they were online; but that ironically, the external light fixtures we found at Ray’s Electric are more to our liking than the ones we nearly bought on the Internet.
I am thankful I’ve never been tempted to write an annual holiday letter but that every year I’ve snagged a photo of our two kids and the dog for our Christmas card that I order online.
I am thankful for technology and iPhones and instantaneous communication via text messages even though I miss the newspaper those four days of the week when there’s no home delivery.
I am thankful for the show 666 Park Avenue even though ABC just gave it the axe.
I am thankful my husband likes to go out to eat because, well, that just means I don’t have to cook seven nights a week. Not that I would, anyway.
I am thankful for 40 percent off sales at Ann Taylor Loft even though I should really try a new line of clothing.
I am thankful Mark Zuckerberg invented Facebook even if it’s a time-waster and I have no idea if one of my best friends from high school became an architect since she never signed up.
And even though it’s fluff, I am thankful for People Magazine. Well, maybe not that thankful. I don’t even know who half the celebrities are anymore.
What are you thankful for?