thankful…

I realize that Thanksgiving is the time I’m supposed to be thankful for stuff and things and what not, but I can’t help it that it’s now during the winter holiday that I’m feeling thankful.

Never mind the more than 2 feet of snow settled into our yard.  Forget that I have to cancel my dinner reservations for Christmas day because there may be far too much snow for me to comfortably venture downtown with my little one in tow.  Forget that my whole family has been housebound because of the SNOWPOCALYPSE. Forget that stinky little rodent that’s taken up residence in my guest room.

I’m happy.  I’m thankful.  I’m feeling blessed.

Last night when Mike was at the store he saw a rib eye roast that must have been calling his nme because he scooped it up and brought it home.  When he told me he was getting it I asked him to grab some red potatoes too and he did.  I cooked those up, and some green beans too and we had some friend over to gobble the whole mess up.

It was the best roast I’ve ever had.  It was a beautiful cut of meat and I think I did a great job cooking it (I’m just saying…  it was good), but more importantly I enjoyed sharing it with my friends.  Friends I’ve known since I was 19 years old when I lived next door to them in a crappy townhouse apartment less than 1/2 a mile from where I live now.  They’re not just friends, and I’m not the only one who thinks so.

When they left K said “Mama, T is more like family than just a friend”.

Yes.  Yes she is.  “And so are Reid and Ingrid and G” I told her.  She agreed.

It’s a good thing that when I cancel our reservations for Christmas dinner due to the OMG SNOWGASM2008 we’ll have someone near and dear to share our night (and Gumbo) with.

Reid, Ingrid…  I’m thankful for you, and I swear it’s not just the Pineapple Painkillers talking.

3 thoughts on “thankful…

  1. Sybil Law says:

    Being thankful any time of year is just right.
    I think you should ask for a hot tub for Christmas! Snow + hot tub + Pineapple painkillers = SNOWGASM for realz!!
    xoxo

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