Happy Thanksgiving!
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fearlesstempI think Thanksgiving is such a lovely holiday, and that's not just because it's a day where pigging out righteously is smiling upon. I also think it's nice that there's a holiday where you're expected to do nothing more than gather with those you care about, think about what you've been blessed with, and, well, pig out righteously.
Anyhoo, I am grateful for more things than I can probably even name, but due to time constraints (The Brother is home for the holiday and I'll be cruisin for a bruisin if I don't let him sign on in the next few minutes), I'll be quick. I'm grateful for the roof over my head which is now blessedly bee-less, for the cats who inspired my screen name, for my brother who's always there to carry heavy things for me, for my mother who taught me to whisper in public, for my father who taught me not to care who overhears, for my grandpa who loves me even though he thinks I'm a crazy brainwashed fool (and vice versa, natch), for my Nana who agrees with me that potatoes are the most incredible food on the planet, for the years I got to spend with my Papa and for the lessons his life taught me, for my aunts and uncles and cousins too numerous to be named for always letting me know that I'll never be alone (whether I like it or not), for Anna who went to see 8 Mile with me, for Annie who understands why convulsing while saying the name JC is necessary, for Joanna the chronically late and perfectly dressed (I only share half of that description), for Kristen the Republican Bride, for the people I've met over the internet and have come to call friends: the fabulous Kaelie, first and foremost, for everything, for E and Mare and Amy for tolerating my small-city wonderment at InWhySee, for Shana without whom I would never have made it to the Groove (and I will be building a small shrine in your honor soon,I swear), for Helen who kept me going through countless paper-writing nights with her AIM regencies; for others who I may not know as well but who are always interesting and fun and funny and bright, who I'm always glad to see pop up on my friends list, who make me think and who have graced me with more small and large kindnesses than I deserve -- I can't name you all because I don't have enough time but everyone who's appeared on this page falls under that category.
I'm also grateful for popcorn, chocolate, Diet Pepsi/Coke, Joss Whedon and his trio of fabulous TV shows, Alias, General Hospital, cheesy young adult novels, Soapnet, snowfalls, good books, bad books, People Magazine, Neutrogena hand cream, the WB, my health, the really cool pink toothbrush I picked up the other day, my mildly ghetto car, and countless other things and people, not the least of which being, of course, JC.
And now I must dive into bed before the brother kicks my ass.
Anyhoo, I am grateful for more things than I can probably even name, but due to time constraints (The Brother is home for the holiday and I'll be cruisin for a bruisin if I don't let him sign on in the next few minutes), I'll be quick. I'm grateful for the roof over my head which is now blessedly bee-less, for the cats who inspired my screen name, for my brother who's always there to carry heavy things for me, for my mother who taught me to whisper in public, for my father who taught me not to care who overhears, for my grandpa who loves me even though he thinks I'm a crazy brainwashed fool (and vice versa, natch), for my Nana who agrees with me that potatoes are the most incredible food on the planet, for the years I got to spend with my Papa and for the lessons his life taught me, for my aunts and uncles and cousins too numerous to be named for always letting me know that I'll never be alone (whether I like it or not), for Anna who went to see 8 Mile with me, for Annie who understands why convulsing while saying the name JC is necessary, for Joanna the chronically late and perfectly dressed (I only share half of that description), for Kristen the Republican Bride, for the people I've met over the internet and have come to call friends: the fabulous Kaelie, first and foremost, for everything, for E and Mare and Amy for tolerating my small-city wonderment at InWhySee, for Shana without whom I would never have made it to the Groove (and I will be building a small shrine in your honor soon,I swear), for Helen who kept me going through countless paper-writing nights with her AIM regencies; for others who I may not know as well but who are always interesting and fun and funny and bright, who I'm always glad to see pop up on my friends list, who make me think and who have graced me with more small and large kindnesses than I deserve -- I can't name you all because I don't have enough time but everyone who's appeared on this page falls under that category.
I'm also grateful for popcorn, chocolate, Diet Pepsi/Coke, Joss Whedon and his trio of fabulous TV shows, Alias, General Hospital, cheesy young adult novels, Soapnet, snowfalls, good books, bad books, People Magazine, Neutrogena hand cream, the WB, my health, the really cool pink toothbrush I picked up the other day, my mildly ghetto car, and countless other things and people, not the least of which being, of course, JC.
And now I must dive into bed before the brother kicks my ass.
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Date: 2002-11-30 05:42 pm (UTC)Oh, and one more thing to be thankful for.
JC and his BOY BITS!!!!