Friday, November 16, 2018

30 Days of Gratitude, Day Sixteen, Plus Bonus Friday Favorites

Isn't that a ridiculously misleading title? A bonus would imply that you will get something extra from this post, and, full disclosure, here: you're not getting anything at all, let alone a bonus. That's really not the way this blogging thing works around here. I mean, if I could give you something, trust me; I would out-Oprah Oprah (YOU get a car, and YOU get a car!), but, alas, all you're likely to get is eyestrain from reading small type.

I apologize in advance.

But, I'm super grateful for the fact that you do risk eyestrain in order to read here everyday (Hi, Mom!). This little blog of mine (I'm gonna let it shine! Ha! Ear worm!), is my personal place of reflection and historical documentation (I don't know how I would remember what the hell I was doing this time last year if I didn't have it to look back on), and, to have other people interested enough to read it has been a blessing in my life, so; I'll try not to bore you.

And, on to the favorites!

After work today, I agreed to drop a utility payment at the electric company for our finance director at Day Job; the electric company is just slightly out of my way on my journey home, but, a far sight closer than it would be for her to deliver them, so, I don't mind taking on the chore for her, on occasion.

After I dropped them off, I swung into a consignment shop that is located next door. I visit the store once or twice a year and hadn't been there in some time, so, since I was in the neighborhood, I figured, why not take a peek?

I am so glad I did! One entire wall of the store was dedicated to a Dept. 56 Dickens Village display, and, each piece was marked to sell. I picked up three pieces that caught my eye, and, with the 35% discount that I got when I spun the store's awesome discount wheel...


...I ended up paying just $37. For all three items! That's...crazy inexpensive, considering the cost of similar pieces on eBay.



I'm not actually planning to put my village up this year, but, will certainly enjoy these pieces when I do next year.

Another recent favorite is this candle that I picked up at the new Marshall's in Hooterville...


...I purchased it because its' scent reminds me of the pipe tobacco that my Grandpa Nick used to smoke. I tend to remember my Grandpa Nick and Grandma Molly more frequently this time of year, and, that scent certainly took me back to my childhood, when we would spend holidays gathered around their table.

Speaking of the holidays, I picked up some really cute things at the Target Dollar Spot (always a favorite, that ol' Dollar Spot)...






...I am now set on Christmas tags, I have enough place card holders to service twelve guests (I bought several last year, when they were also featured in the Dollar Spot), I can stamp to my hearts content, and it all cost under fifteen bucks.

The suckers were not part of the Dollar Spot deals, but, I'm planning to use them as bribes tomorrow, when I photograph a group of five children for their grandmother, so, they were worth the price ($1.99 each).

Wish me luck.



Thursday, November 15, 2018

30 Days of Gratitude, Days Fourteen and Fifteen

Earlier today, I had the following text message exchange with Queen B.







She got me good.

And, I'm so thankful for it. Last month, she would have been hard-pressed to see the humor in any joke, much less have the energy and enthusiasm to pull one off; so, to see her delight in this particular stunt gives me allll the feels.

I could not be more grateful.

Also, I'm really glad she was joking; I was seriously starting to question my parenting.


Tuesday, November 13, 2018

30 Days of Gratitude, Days Twelve and Thirteen


Today, I am thinking about how grateful I am for reliable transportation. I know I am fortunate to have had the ability to purchase a new car, as well as having access to the funds to keep it running; there are far too many families who can’t say the same, and my heart goes out to them.

With that said, I am now going to admit to some minor annoyance with the new Tahoe. Specifically, with the fact that she seems to be of the opinion that I am an idiot.

I get it, she’s a smart car; she’s got all the technological bells and whistles, all of which are meant to keep me safe. She knows when there is a car in my blind spot, when I am in danger of rear-ending the vehicle in front of me, when I drift perilously close to side-swiping a mailbox on the side of the road, and when I am in danger of being rear-ended by a jackass following too closely behind me (none of which I have come even remotely close to experiencing, by the way), but, dear lord in heaven; I grow weary of her alerting me to EVERY SINGLE POSSIBLE ITEM IN OUR VICINITY THAT COULD EVEN REMOTELY PRESENT A HAZARD. I am aware, Lola! I see the dangers in front of me! And, behind me! And, to the side of me! I am not blind! I am also a very good driver! I always have been.

In fact, I have been known to simultaneously shift gears while rolling down a window-with my bare hands-while Guns and Roses blared through the speakers and a gaggle of girlfriends screamed over the wailing of the electric guitars. I was probably also downing a Diet Pepsi and a handful of Funyuns. Barefoot. In a snowstorm!

And, without a single accident.

I got this, Lola. Please stop sending abrupt, ass-shaking vibrations through my seat every time a bird flies three feet in front of you; it succeeds only in making me a nervous wreck, not a more vigilant driver.

Other than that, yes. Very blessed to have reliable transportation.

Amen.

Sunday, November 11, 2018

30 Days of Gratitude, Days Ten and Eleven

Yesterday, I got up early to drive to Neighboring City, where I picked up Queen B for a trip into the country. We were specifically looking for a barn sale that I had seen advertised on Facebook, and, I was hoping for either a cool purchase, or, inspiration for re-purposing items I already have on hand. You know, like every other sale we visit.

It was a gorgeous day, the drive was beautiful, and the company was wonderful, but, the sale, eh...a tad bit disappointing. While there were several really awesome vintage finds-Shiny Brite ornaments, a four-foot blow-mold Santa, etc.-they were significantly overpriced. I did, however, come away with some good ideas for staging props for photo shoots, which dulled the disappointment, somewhat.




And, as I mentioned, I was with my girl, on a beautiful fall day.

After leaving the sale, we made several additional stops, including the mall, where I knocked off the first of my Christmas gift shopping, and Michaels and Hobby Lobby. We ended back at Queen B's, and, spent the next couple of hours finishing her online financial aid exit counseling (graduation is just a month away!) and watching Mama Mia with Katie. It was a nice way to spend my day, and I think the girls shared that sentiment.

I'm so thankful for those two; their friendship has been a joy to behold, and, I cannot wait to see where it takes them in the future.

And, speaking of friendships, when I arrived at the house early in the morning, I was greeted by a driveway full of cars; cars belonging to a couple of Queen B's other childhood friends, who had been in town the night before for a visit. I got big hugs from the kids, and, a quick chance to catch up. This is the beauty of raising children in a small town; the friendships they make are forged on pre-school playgrounds, and, when they are nurtured appropriately, they last a lifetime.

That's something to be grateful for, no question.


Friday, November 09, 2018

30 Days of Gratitude, Days Eight and Nine

This morning, I left the house with one leg that was longer than the other; this afternoon, I returned with two equally lengthed legs.

Lengthened?

Whatever.

Point is, I am now symmetrical again, and, I am grateful to two people for making that happen.First of all, my co-worker,Shelley,who not only drew my attention to the difference in length of my legs, but, also to the crooked nature of my hips. This happened yesterday, when she stumbled upon me sprawled on the floor of my office, trying in vain to stretch my hip flexors in the hopes that doing so would provide me some relief from the sciatic pain I have been suffering from for the past....I don't know...year or so.

She could have just left it at gently pointing out my issues, but, being a domestic violence advocate, she's far too compassionate to do so, and, instead, she hooked me up with her chiropractor. Oh, she made a lot of jokes about me being crooked, and, suggested that I may be at risk of developing a hump, but, you know, otherwise she was very compassionate.

Anyway, I visited said doctor today, and, following a series of unexpectedly pain-free adjustments and a hell of a lot of cracking and loud popping noises, I am far less off-kilter than I have been in ages. My balance is restored, I'm almost completely without pain (minor soreness; nothing worse than I have experienced following an aggressive massage), and, I feel taller.

I'm scheduled for two more visits, and then the doctor says he feels I'll be "good to go", and, that in the meantime, I am free to continue running on the treadmill, which, should be easier now and far less uncomfortable on my lower body.

I could not be more thankful for the doctor, for my co-worker, and, for feeling as good as I do right now.

This is all very surprising to me, given my previous reluctance to engage in chiropractic services (I thought it was quack medicine, not gonna lie).


Wednesday, November 07, 2018

30 Days of Gratitude, Day Seven

I know I've mentioned it a time or two on this blog, but, I am so very grateful for the modern technology that enables me to keep in touch with my children. If it weren't for text messaging, I wouldn't have had this awesome gem of a video from the Man-Cub last night...


And, if I had missed that video, I would have also missed the awesome conversation that followed...



And, missing that  conversation would have been quite the shame.

Quite the shame.

Tuesday, November 06, 2018

30 Days of Gratitude, Days Five and Six

Yesterday, I dropped my ballot off at our poling place, so, today I get to say that I voted. It goes without saying that I am grateful to live in a nation that guarantees me the right to do so. Or, maybe it doesn't. Maybe it needs to be said, and, said again. So many other people in the world don't have a right to cast a vote, nor the right to steer their destiny without fear of impunity, so; maybe it's not only important to express gratitude for the right, but, imperative that we do so.

So, I'll say it again: I'm grateful for the ability to vote.

Tomorrow, I'll be grateful that the election is over and that I will no longer be subjected to all of the hateful ads and political rhetoric, but, that's a topic for another day.