Dinner. Redcoat Tavern. Clam chowder & Redcoat burger.
Yep, that’s what I’m thankful for today.
Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-Six
Well, I have to say … going back to work after a four-day weekend was tough. Lots of issues to trouble-shoot, lots of reports to go through. But as busy as it was, I’m grateful for the work. It definitely made my brain work harder… not to mention that it made the day go by faster!
So today I am thankful that I have a job.
Thirty Day of Thanks, Day Twenty-Five
I stayed up way too late last night. Which, in turn, had me waking up pretty late this morning.
Not that I did anything exciting but watch TV and do laundry last night. But that’s okay by me. I’m too old to be out past midnight these days.
In fact, that’s what I’m thankful for … being able to sleep in. I know that this is a luxury that most people don’t have.
Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-Four
Why can’t we have more four-day weekends? I can get a lot more things done if given four days off every week.
Of course, when I mean “get things done,” it really means “do fun things” like go to the movies. And start Christmas shopping. And knit.
Oh, and clear out the DVR which has been almost at max capacity for the past couple of weeks. Thank God for holiday breaks in TV programming.
But that’s not what I’m thankful for today. What I’m thankful for is the time spent with Hubby doing all these things this weekend.
Except the knitting part. Because he don’t knit. 🙂
Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-Three
I have two kids at home. They rely on me to feed them and keep them warm and love them unconditionally.
So what if they have fur and walk on all fours?
Yep, my kiddos are my dog and my cat. Two adorable pets that we adopted. One beagle-shepherd mix (Kozzy) who’s absolutely adorable, but not necessarily the sharpest tool in the shed. And one black cat (Yami) who likes to think she’s the brightest crayon in the box.
The two of them, though not the kind of kids I thought I’d have, are my children.
I’m so thankful to have them in my life.
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I’d be remiss if I didn’t include my third furbaby, Rain. Especially since it was Thanksgiving weekend when we had to let her go. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss her …