It’s November, which means Thanksgiving is right around the corner and that’s a holiday I can really stand behind. Looking for things to be thankful for is something I try to do on a daily basis (hence the blog name), but it’s nice to have a holiday to dwell on them just that much more. For the month of November, I’m going to take some extra time counting my blessings, though I’ll just name a few or I’d be typing for years.
So far this week, I’m thankful for…
A night with my husband. He’s been so busy with working two jobs and studying for pharmacy school constantly that Monday night was a rare gift. A gift that we used by watching Olympus Has Fallen (better than I thought it would be) and Mulan (one of my Disney favorites) on Netflix while eating beef stew. We also worked together to edit a document for one of our friends. I love working with him on projects.
Milk Duds. But it’s not really about the Milk Duds. A middle schooler was talking to me before school and was telling me all about how she’d brought her favorite leftover Halloween candy to school that day and she’d planned exactly which candy she was going to eat during which class periods. She was listing off the different kinds of candy and I was adding in “mmm”s and “yum”s and when she got to Milk Duds, I said, “Oh, I love those little guys.” A few minutes later, she walked over and handed me a box of her beloved Milk Duds. She was planning to eat them 3rd period, but said it would make her happier to see me happy. Blew my mind, melted my heart, and made my day.
Caramel apple donuts. I’ve been looking for them since last October when Andi posted about them on her blog (hers was actually an apple cider donut) and I finally found them at Fry’s this week! They came in a 12 pack. That is now gone. They’re dangerous. ‘Nuff said.
My coworkers. I can’t speak highly enough of these women. They are a some of the most talented, intelligent, and compassionate people around and they also happen to be some of my best friends. Oh, how I heart them.
My puppies. It’s no surprise that I adore these two. They’re not perfect. Sometimes they drive me up a wall and occasionally they destroy our stuff. They are also my constant companions. They wake up with me before the sun rises in the morning, see me out the door, and they welcome me home from work every afternoon with wagging tails. With Daniel gone so often, they sure make good company. They can cure a bad day with kisses and their zeal for life is contagious.