This week's spin from Sprite's Keeper is thankfulness.
In these economic and dangerous times it is hard to stay thankful, or upbeat, or any of those other happy and gay (be nice) things. Unfortunately, I don't think it is going to get a whole lot better real soon. Maybe, that's just the menopause talking. When it talks around this house people listen! You Will Listen, Damn it!
Sorry, the scary menopause voice in my head sometimes escape.
If our parents and grandparents could weather the Great Depression than I guess we can weather this time also. I thought this weekend I'd pull out the cookbooks, gardening books, and helpful hints books that I have cluttering up my home and office. I'd spend some time picking out those things that I think may be still relevant to post. I thought it would be a great opportunity to learn from the past. As George Santayana wrote, "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it," let's not repeat it.
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So onto this week's spin;
I'm thankful for.....
1. JR (for about a billion-gazillion reasons but all of them boil down to the fact that he loves me even though I can be a neurotic menopausal mess right now.)
2. The Boys (for just being around and making it so easy to be their mom. I mean really! With my mile-wide lazy streak these kids had to pretty much fend for themselves. Ask them about junk night and forage day.)
3. The Girl-in-Law (she reminds me everyday that even if you don't raise them from babies doesn't mean you can't love them like you did. Then again it still Pisses-Me-Off that I have to finish the job or clean up the mess from her real parents. That just makes me mad at them not at her.)
4. My parents (my ma and daddy were the best. Oh sure, I had the typical teenage girl angst but they dealt with it the best they could. It probably helped that my brother was a complete f**k up. I must have seemed like a walk in the park.)
5. My step dad (Daddy passed away 13 years ago and 7 years after that Bill came into our lives. He's made my mom happy again and in my book that's all he has to do.)
6. That all of us have jobs. (these days that's not a given. But, we all do; so we can eat).
7. Tripper & Nessa. (Those stupid boys of mine aren't giving me grand babies to fuss over so I have to resort to the dogs. How pathetic is that?)
This is hoping that your Thanksgiving (You Canadian's feel free to do it all over again) is wonderfully filled with family, friends, and food.
p.s. the postcard above is from 1923.