Mr. & Mrs.

Mr. & Mrs.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Deep Thoughts for a Sunday

Sometimes loving me is hard work.
I'm thankful that there are people in my life that do it anyway.

I hate dishes.
I'm thankful that I have a dishwasher and enough pride in my home to do them anyway.

I am nothing else but me.
I'm thankful that it is enough.

I love Mike.
I'm thankful that he knows this.

I love J.
I'm thankful that he knows this.

I love Caetie.
I'm thankful that she knows this.

I love my job.
I'm thankful that the holidays are over so I can appreciate it again.

I hate that my car is sick.
I'm thankful that it's running right now and gets me to work.

I'm six-months post-op and still cancer-free.
I'm thankful that it was found and removed rather quickly and painlessly.

"Being alive's kind of hard...but I think it's definitely better than being dead." --Randy
I'm thankful for silly quotes from the My Name is Earl calendar.

I hate that Karrie lives in WI and we don't get to see each other as much anymore.
I'm thankful that when I visit she always makes time for me to spend with her and the kids.

I hate that I'm behind on the rent.
I'm thankful beyond words to my roommate.

I am surrounded by pictures hanging on my walls.
I'm thankful that I can take them, print them, and frame them. I'm thankful for all of my wonderful subjects--even if sometimes they aren't so willing.

I probably won't be playing poker on Monday's for awhile.
I'm thankful that I had the time I did, and I'm thankful that I can play this Saturday.

I had a wonderful meal and gathering on Christmas.
I'm thankful that if I cannot be home, that someone cared enough to include me.

I have no voice.
I'm thankful that I'm not sick.

I enjoy my co-workers.
I'm thankful for the ability to make friends where I work. (I know, Mags, crazy...)

I don't have a lot of money.
I'm thankful for what I do have and that True North Pistachio Crisps are only $2 at work.

I am sad for a friend.
I'm thankful that I'm trusted enough to be the phone call that was made. I hope I helped.

I'm missing pancakes.
I'm thankful that I have the Waffle House memory.

I have many deep thoughts.
I'm thankful to Janeen for teaching me how to count the blessings.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Friends at work! Perish the thought! Although it's much easier to say that than to say "that guy at work I talk to," so who can blame ya?