Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Giving Thanks

I have lots to be thankful for. I live a blessed life. I have an abundance of so much and life, for me, is easy. There are so many people in this world where getting through each day is a struggle to survive. I have clean water that runs from the tap. I don’t have to walk miles to collect it. I don’t have to worry about the cleanliness if it or bugs are lurking in it which might make me ill. I have food in my coffers. I don’t worry where my next meal is coming from. I am not scrounging for food or having to line up to get what I am given. I can choose what I want. I have a closet full of clothes. There are many in there that have hung unworn for years. I have more right now then what some will have in a lifetime. I have a home. A roof, heat, and most of all security. I don’t worry about invasions, tribal wars, or even bloodshed in my neighborhood. I have the freedom to say what I want without persecution. I have a voice. So many are silent.

This Thanksgiving, let’s give thanks and mean it. There are so many in this world with so much less. So much less than what we have that it’s hard to even imagine life in their shoes. In the grand scheme of things we live better than 99% of our fellow inhabitants on this planet, but we are all in this together. So when we get together with all our crazy and weird relatives and friends to stuff our faces, let’s complain a little less. Let’s take the time to remember just how lucky we truly are.

Be well. Be gracious. Be thankful and be giving.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

It's Groundhog Day Around These Parts

Yes, I’m here. Still around, but not much is happening, which makes blogging a little challenging.

I feel like my life is groundhog day. Same thing. Every. Single. Day.

Wake up.

Get up.

Get The Little Miss Up.

Listen to some whining, by everybody in the family.

Get breakfasts going.

Make lunches, while The Husband and The Little Miss eat.

The Husband leaves.

Clean up kitchen from breakfast and lunch assembly.

Get The Miss Ready for school… peeps, brush teeth, play store so can pick out her clothes, get her dressed, brush her hair, get sock and shoes on, get a sweater.

Make beds.

Get myself ready for the day.

Grab everything we need and leave.

Drop The Little Miss off at school.

Talk to her teacher for a bit.

Talk to the other parents, pretend to be interested while keeping one eye on the clock so I’m not too late for work.

Drive to work.

Plunk myself down in my cubicle, the same jail cell, I’ve been in for 15+ years.

Work my ass off.

Wish that I had time and something interesting to blog about.

Spend 4 hours at work, doing pretty much the same thing I’ve been doing for 15+ years

Go pick up The Little Miss from school

Run errands.

Get home.

Fix dinner.

Wait for The Husband

Fix dinner for The Little Miss since she’s hungry and wants to eat.

The Husband gets home.

Have dinner

Clean the kitchen.

Get The Little Miss ready for bed.

Put her to bed, kicking and screaming.

Plunk down on the couch for a breather.

Get my second wind.

Sew, craft, make jewelry or something creative.

Take a shower

Crawl into bed


Sleep, for 6 hours.

Get up and repeat.
That’s been my life for the past several weeks. Nothing new to report, but I’m still here.