Non-gratitude

In the spirit of being totally different, I am creating a blog this week on things I am actually not grateful for.  I mean, why not?  Everyone else is doing gratitude lists and stating the obvious, so I am going to give you the things I could live without.  Take small talk, for example.  It’s November.  It’s New England.  How many people greet you with the expression, “Boy, it’s cold out, huh?”  “Yup, it’s cold.”  That is fascinating conversation.  Where do we go from here?  It’s like when people talk about the rain and one person adds, “But we need the rain.”  My daughter inserts the comment “Lame” as I read this aloud.  Evidently that refers to me.  Or the topic or who knows what?   The middle school quips of “Lame” “Boring!” “Duh” and “Whatever” are also things that, shall we say, are grating on my nerves a bit.

I can do without the tooth pain I have had for the past few weeks. I am really tired of cleaning the bathroom.  I don’t like cleaning any raw meat at all.  I almost get a gag reflux while doing so.  Weird, but true.  I am not kidding.  I am not grateful for spiders.  I know they have a role, blah, blah, blah.  But they are sneaky and creepy and I am the chief arachnid officer so I don’t really care for them.   It’s just one more bogus chore for me to deal with.   As you can see, I still like the word ‘bogus’ and I feel it still has merit.

I am not grateful for how many people suggest I get a crock pot.  I think I have made it fairly clear that cooking is not a passion of mine.  If I have an extra $80 bucks I would rather buy a shirt, tickets to a show, something fun.  I also dislike when people recite a recipe to me – whether spoken or written down.  I am only interested in sampling it.  Trust me.  I am not making new recipes or keeping a decorative recipe box by my stove.  I will tell you, I am eternally happy for my family, my friends, good food, good health, intelligence, a sense of humor, lavender fields, holiday Oreo cookies and oh, Pinterest.  Pinterest is my next topic, people.  Why didn’t anyone tell me about this before?   On a more serious note, we should reflect on the famous words of the late President John F. Kennedy, “As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.”  Have a happy and blessed Thanksgiving.  And eat two pieces of pie!  It is Thanksgiving!  You are supposed to overindulge!

 

Gobble. Gobble.  Always grateful for my children's artwork.

Gobble. Gobble. Always grateful for my children’s artwork.

 

 

Who’s counting?

Since I started the blog, there have been many things to count.  I don’t usually get excited about numbers (unless they are in my bank book) but once I got going I couldn’t stop.  Here are some of the stats:   Since I started the blog in late August of this year, I have had over 1500 views!  I don’t know if that is good or bad.  I have been invited to join two blogging directories.  I was asked to review one product.  It was a car product.  I wish it had been cosmetics.  I have lost 10 lbs and gained back 5.  Still in the negative.  Don’t judge.   Two readers wrote in for advice.

On the home front, I have made about 120 meals …..In the microwave!  Well, that is what some of you want to hear.  The truth is some were made in the toaster oven.  Have you tried Toaster Strudels?  They are gorgeous.  There is real fruit inside.  I have indulged in 50 or more pumpkin lattes.  At D and D.  Starbucks.  Wherever they are on the menu.  Is there a stock option out there for them?  I have read 100 or more books to my son.  One Olivia book about 30 times and that puts me on the waiting list for reading sainthood.   I am not kidding.  Olivia is one weird pig!  Have you read these books?  One minute she is matching her red socks (yes, they are all red) and the next she is dreaming about the Supreme Court.  In Olivia’s dream there are 9 justices and she is one of them.  I am totally not following the plot, but my son loves the books.  So we keep reading.  He has lost two teeth and had two magical visits by the tooth fairy who, by the way, has two enormous gray wings.  Who said numbers weren’t cool?

My daughter has rolled her eyes countless times!  I lost count of how many times I responded with “Your eyes can stick that way, you know?”  My neighbor gave me a two fingered wave the other day.  Is he lazy?  Was that a blow off?  A peace sign?  A martian wave?  If he beams me up to the planet Mercury, do they serve pumpkin lattes there?  I hope so.  I guess that is ‘Peace out’ from me and oh, don’t forget to count your blessings!  I count mine every day…….

 

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Salute a veteran

As many of you know, veterans and all things military are very close to my heart.  My Dad was a Marine and a Korean War veteran and he is the man I admire most in the world.  I am a lucky grown woman to be able to say that!  He never really talked about his service as we grew up.  It was by osmosis that we picked up traits of respect for the flag, others and so on.   I have many friends and family members who have served our fine country or are doing so now.  And I know that they do it with dignity and sacrifice.  And they never talk about the hardships.  The emphasis is always on the pride of being able to serve.  Can you imagine such selflessness?  I have a deep respect and admiration for all those who have served or are serving our country.

Last year my daughter was invited to speak at the Korean War Memorial in my hometown and honor all veterans with a speech written by retired Army Col. Mary Quinn.  Eva was so nervous.  But once she got to the microphone, it was in a beautiful, clear voice that she spoke.  I had chills and such a pain in my adam’s apple (yes, we all have one) from holding back my tears that I thought my throat or my thyroid would burst.  I am not kidding.  It hurt that badly.  Looking back, I don’t know why I didn’t just cry.  I felt I was in the presence of all these soldiers who had held it together during adversity and my crying at a speech would be a sign of weakness?  I don’t know.  I looked from my daughter to my Dad to all the fine men and women in uniform and it was one of those moments in my life that I will cherish forever.

I think we all (myself included) should do more than attend Veteran’s Day parades and services.  We should volunteer at a VA clinic.  At least once in a while.  Donate your time or money to any one of the fine programs that support our troops or their families.  Send a Christmas card to a soldier.  Salute the flag.  Say the Pledge of Allegiance loudly and proudly.   It doesn’t matter if you agree with the politics of war, show the troops that you honor and respect them.  Help a family member of an active duty military person.    Salute a veteran.  It is the right thing to do.  On Veteran’s Day.  And every day.  God Bless America!

 

Happy and proud at a military event despite the weight of the gear they let me try out.  It is so heavy!

Happy and proud at a military event despite the weight of the gear they let me try out. It is so heavy!