So, here I am, back to it. Tapping the keyboard on my day off – the best way to burn off those turkey day calories – thinking deeply about gratitude. I could bore you all with the standard litany of thankfulness: God, family, friends, dogs named Percy who are so adorable sleeping in front of a Christmas tree and not barking or pooping. But I'm not gonna do that. (Disclaimer: I do not believe God nor family to be boring. Insert sign of cross.)I sent out a survey to the Kramfam, asking them to name something unconventional they are thankful for. It took some time before I received any response, so here are a few things I came up with in the meantime:
- Untangling lights. So frustrating. So satisfying. Once I've unraveled a strand, I always wonder if I shouldn't have become an engineer. I'm sure unraveling lights is similar to building bridges.
- Having in-depth "top-five" lists with my son. E.g., top five movies not a part of a franchise, top five movies within a franchise, best superheroes... you get it. Hubby and firstborn think these conversations are silly.
- A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. Indisputably, the best novel ever.
- Being an alum of a superior writing school school with sports programs that make any win seem like a national championship title. Black. Gold. Black. Gold.
- Being a child of the 80s when video killed the radio star. #Def_Leppard #I'llMissThoseJeans. (Shameless plug?)
- Day drinking on my days off. The recipe of choice:
*1 shot of North 40 Vanilla Bean
*1 Can of Fresca (or Diet Squirt)
*1 Squeeze of Orange
For best effect, mix and drink fast. Make another. And then another. Sponsored by Lonely Oak Distillery.
Just in! The unconventional gratitudes from Alex, the eldest of our children:
- Salt. It makes gross shit taste great.
- Hands, and a sense of rhythm so I can play music.
- Bruce (the dog) because he's strange but beautiful.
- Not to be sleeping on a friend's couch anymore, to have a bed of my own.
After a little prodding, I finally heard from the boys in the family unit:
From Doug, the patriarch:
- Iowa Hawkeyes beating the Nebraska Huskers... and (in quieter voice) the ISU Cyclones.
That's it for the hubby. Well, there were other things I choose not to repeat.
From Cole, the youngest:
- Girls
- White Christmas lights.
- Snow
"Because all of them are pretty."
Our son added that he hoped girls would read this and be impressed. He is 18 and doesn't realize that my audience doesn't include a whole lot of teenagers. As a matter of fact, my audience doesn't include a whole lot of anyone, really. But it doesn't matter! I'm happy to have a few moments to reflect, to write and make a few of you smile. Oh yeah! I just remembered another gratitude: Smiling! In the immortal words of Buddy the Elf, "I love smiling. It's my favorite!"
As we kick off this holiday season, I hope you all continue to think about those unique things we take for granted... like readers of inconsequential blogs. With that in mind, thank you. Seriously, thank you. I appreciate having a forum to tell a story or two.
"We are all storytellers... there isn't a stronger connection between people than storytelling."
-Jimmy Neil Smith
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So Steph! I get the whole riding in the combine thing with my husband. But, let me tell you about my first two attempts this fall. Attempt #1: We got about 1/4 mile from home and Larry asked me to take a pickup to the yard. They needed it there. Attempt #2: I got 1/2 mile from home and someone else needed my seat in the tractor for his ride to the yard. Soooooooooooo, being the younger of the two (and having more time than them)I got out and walked to the yard. Oh, and did I mention that it was night and very dark outside. Few people truly understand harvest time and farm life. But, I would live no where else.
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